http://shimmershift.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] shimmershift.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] watchmakers_son 2008-03-09 05:08 am (UTC)

And the lights go out. Every sense is dull and now numb. There is...nothing.

A spotlight.

There is a young brunette sitting at a bar. She is slurping a multicolored milkshake through a neon pink swirly straw.

She stops. Twirls the straw between her fingers. Then, takes another noisy slurp.

"Well," she says. "Your mind is...fascinating."

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