Audrey Ashira

13

Smooth jazz. Smoke. They got high and higher.
5. A woman drew the cigarrette from her lips and left through sliding doors.
Now there were three. Her, Him and the Jazz.
8. Her fist clenched – claustrophobia. He didn’t care…
12. Paranoia. That falling sensation.
His arms around her.
Her muttering: triskaidekaphobic.

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