#ezhoborus

            𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐈𝐑,   something burning through the sky like flame down a wick,  and it’s only just a fortnight away— lingering there on their edge of space 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚘𝚗 of it’s eyes focused on their blue planet, hungry maw ready to sink garish teeth into necks- fleshy & pink ;          not a hint of abysmal black made 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒗𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒔 like this creature intends,  the lives of two teenagers unapologetically unaware.    

                                             “   do you have notes for missus howards test next tuesday?  “

their back packs, likely stuffed with books they wear 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚕 & 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚗, bumping together as they walk side by side down the sidewalk—  shoes scuffing over chalk drawings & decades old cracks that their uncle’s uncle made once, 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒃 with the bumper of his barely functioning old beater.

                                                             “   what are you doing— ?   “