Posted by: Briar Rose | December 21, 2006

Same Ol’ Day

Finally, at around two o’clock early this morning, Pau tottered in. Not a hair out of place and a five-cent smile oh her lips, like the Mona Lisa. Err. A drunken Mona Lisa, that is. She went to my room and tiptoed over to me, weaving. “Rose, you awake?

Hi.

H-hi, Tsi.

“Did you have a good time with your friends?

P-perfect.

It’s late, you know. You’d better get to bed before anyone finds out that you just came home.

Sure. Good old you. Good old Tsi,” and she staggered away. I was surprised she didn’t toss me a dog biscuit.

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