Be careful what you wish for.
There is beauty everywhere. You just have to look for it.
Lying in the bath sipping on of the most expensive bottle of wine he’d ever seen, Derrick said out loud.
“Well, I’m just… breathtakingly fucked.”
Isaac was, in fact, going to be late for his family dinner as he was, at the same moment, on the other side of the city quietly slipping out of the bedroom of Mrs Williamson.
Compared to things like climate change, corrupt world leaders and catastrophic natural disasters, his complaints were a drop of piss in the ocean. But since it was his part of the ocean that was slowly becoming urine, they really mattered to him.
The words scrawled across the walls read,
‘Only two ways to enter.’
Trigger Warning: Contains themes of suicide.
Ben paced up and down his office repeating the words to himself out loud while contemplating the nature of a novel.
The host was a nice, un-threatening guy who had a certain charm, but his personality came across as thin and Billy could never work out why he did what he did.
It had all happened to fast but had felt like the perfect storm, a breakthrough to a world he didn’t know existed.