this morning #93.

this morning, she was up early sprucing up her studio apartment while back to black soared from the speakers at an unreasonable volume. neighbors be damned. the yellow bandana that corralled her hair was dripping with sweat as she danced & swept the floor in classic 80’s film montage style. tonight was her weekly date night, an evening when everything needed to be nice & tidy. impeccable. impeccably constructed class on display. displays of affection for her long-time partner that would come out tonight in the form of $50 wine & cornish hens & homemade cornbread. after dinner, they would polish off that wine. then they’d do their best to mess the place up.