“Your asking price…”
“It’s too high?”
“No…”
“We could work something out,”
“No, that’s not it, it’s half of anything else I’ve found.”
“Oh.”
“Why?”
“Well… it’s rather… bright.”
“Bright?”
“Pink.”
“What?”
“The walls, they’re bright pink.”
“Can’t you paint them?”
“Um… well… no. The lease said no painting.”
“Well, it can’t be that bad, can it?”
“That’s what we say; it’s rather… cheerful, sort of.”
“Can I talk to the girl who’s moving out?”
“Oh… um… she’s not here.”
“Do you know where she is?”
“Um… I don’t think she can get calls.”
“What?”
“We don’t… talk about her.”
Tuesday, July 01, 2008
One Day, She Just Left
For Pat, who inspired this with his crazy stories of moving in.
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This reminds me of something by David Ives. =D
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