A namesake for my sake
They stepped out to sniff the summery wind five minutes after moment of realization spelt monotony to them. A little thawing for the frosty brains would help.
One had them frosted from staring at the luminosity of a LCD screen and the other, from writer’s crimp and staring at the luminosity of the LCD screen.
A drop of heavenly manna in the form of whiskey or rum wouldn’t harm they decided. They threw their heads back in staccato bursts of laughter and exchanged high five’s.
To get the drop of alcohol the tongues that hung out deserved, they hurriedly stepped into the shop tucked in the back of this obscure building…. Friendly banter with old parsi uncle…more friendly banter with parsi uncle. They leched at their peace of solace lying in heaps in a red plastic tray.
Five minutes later they strutted out, their gait a slight sashaying
Namesake:let’s mix drinks
Me: lets not
Namesake:Lets
Me: [smiles] okay
They ‘cheered’ to the namesake, toasting to another and squinting at the harsh sun. In the gluttonous moment that possessed them, they bit into half the ball of liquor chocolate in their hand & died and went to heaven .When they came back they traded whiskey for rum with each other, died and went back to heaven.
Me: only if the visitor-at-high-post-at-big-firm sitting inside the office watched us 2 docile people, orgasm in broad daylight over liquor chocolate…
Namesake: he’d have a cardiac arrest/
They winked and giggled and went back to work after waving at friendly uncle from the chocolataire.
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