... CRIMINALITY HAS RESTED BENEATH HIS FINGERNAILS : the sensitive inner - lining of his body was flecked with a record and a penchant for weaseling his way into situations ( hey, he’d only been caught once ... alright, a handful of times ... alright, a little more than a handful, but who’s asking? ). his feet rest against the coffee table, the tv fizzing in and out. they’re drawn together by static and soft words, a lazy day etching itself into the subtle stretch of his spine. work sucks, the monday fever! there’s a thousand adages to account for the aches in his shoulders, the desperate way he tries to shift himself into comfort.
‘ pizza sounds good. hey, you know they have these ones where you can totally customize your own toppings ... i’m not kidding, totally customizable. and you can get whatever base you want. ’ scott pulls out his phone and scrolls through delivery apps, tilting her phone towards her. ‘ get anything you want, really. it’s linked up to a less than legal bank account. guy won’t notice anything’s missing, either. ’
#cont ... @beldova
