he knew her,  a time ago.  not much has seemed to change between either of them  --  maybe her face was a bit bolder,  a bit more mature,  or he was just searching for something to mark it with.  they evaluate each other for a few moments before he makes the first jab,  per their unique relationship.  

@badcruiser​.

   static, he hears static. not the hush of a radio in-between frequencies either, the caustic kind that comes from an angry television set. like the little bits of people’s lives that float in and out of his ear, the epicenter is in someone else’s head. someone else who shines? hard to say. maybe it’s just a somebody who’s plain good at being well guarded. 

       “is it. me. it must be. me. or is. there. something behind me?” one idris nemesis, talking to himself. afraid to look at her. over his shoulder.