Tag: snow

Falling softly

One of the first things I learned about those damned flesh suits is that they give away what you’re thinking even when you think you’re keeping a straight face. – Serek II

When Yvette finally woke up she moaned, “What happened? Where are we?” It was two hours past check-out and the body was long gone. She looked at me pretending to be bored as I scrolled through my phone while waiting for her and cracked a tired smile. “Oh. Sorry. So last night was my turn to shine?”

I pretended to notice that she was awake for the first time. “Don’t worry about it,” I cooed. “Everyone had a great night. You don’t remember?”

The smile bloomed slowly across Yvette’s face. She lifted a shoulder. “Hmm. Did we grab dinner somewhere?”

I let out the breath I shouldn’t have been holding and smiled back. Outside the snow was falling again.

Honesty is the best

Why do these people dwell in the snow? – Serek II

I met a man today who didn’t wish to die. But I think he’s going to let his girlfriend take him on a ski vacation anyway.

The man was standing in front of me waiting to order his coffee. He gave off that Big Dick Energy. He smelled clean, of high-end body wash, which for my money is almost always a better bet than cologne. He told me about his girlfriend, Danielle, and the place where he expected to spend his last days, the Colonial Motel in Grand Gorge. A year ago he thought nothing could possibly go wrong when he added skiing and snowboarding to his Match.com profile.