Click click.....tap tap tap.
She stares at the ceiling, wondering how high up it is.
The clicking is interspersed with the sounds of laughter. Both of these things are entirely separate from her. So physically close but mentally miles apart. Emotionally in another galaxy.
She tips her head back and breathes in deep, smelling her rose scented soap, savoring it.
Why doesn't he savor it?
oh yes, the click click click, tap tap tap, and the laughter, it pulls him away.
She takes a deep drink of her wine, holds it in her mouth for too long, puffing out her cheeks and swishing it like mouthwash.
She leans her head back and stares at the ceiling, sighs.
Click click click, tap tap tap.
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