Blarby

I mean, you called me in the wee hours of the morning.

I had already gotten some sleep, so I was hoping to just pop down the street and pick up some things to keep me entertained during the week.

So if you don't mind if I...

I got a key, and she pulls out one of those plastic, stretchy key rings, and it's bright pink, but see-through, filled with glitter.

She pulls it out, and there are tons of keys on there, and there's one very ostentatious key that she clearly had made on her own.

It says Starlight Lounge, Warby's copy.

Yeah.

Yeah, I can just let myself in.

Oh yeah, I'll be gone for maybe like 30 minutes.

Ow, tops.

Like, at all?

For the two of us?

Oh, you know what?

Not gonna ask.

All right then.

And she pockets the money, she straps the key around her wrist and it jiggles along with her as she makes her way out of the Starlight Lounge through the back door and off into the streets.

Good night.

You all awkwardly begin to make your way in the same direction as all of the apartments are up on the second floor.

It's blarby clean, but it's not frost clean.

And you know that you can't sleep until it's frost clean.