Ever since was all but warm and tingly. Pure frosty words, masks and gestures had been all that was handed to me in the exchanging of words. I never really knew the extent of his god forsaken emotions due to embarrassment, after all it was he that self submerged his soul in turmoil. It had been black jokes and secret stashes of darts that were stacked away at a ready to be thrown at him constantly whenever he needed to untie my leash for service.
And the demonic command followed. In relation to being in an advertising company that had my ass on the thinnest of strings at about 20 000 feet up in the air, I had two choices. Nod and agree, die or scrap off a living without Eloise. I knew she would do anything. There was this amazing love packed with the commitment to go through dust and rats with me. I'd be creeping closer to self termination with the roll play of her with me on a desert of nothing but sand before my rounded windows set upon my face everyday.
"Brothel Promos"
Every phonetic utter or mutter had been like dices with zeros on each side. It was the last thing I wanted to hear even if I needed to hear it. Gusher should never have entered the realm of the happening then. If only he'd transformed into a female whilst on his way into planet Earth. The catch to his promotion and me keeping my job and life was using the flawless being right then and there sitting at home waiting my arrival. Even if I were to be strapped to a chair beaming with splints by the Nazis and had every limb as a choice for dinner, I'd never put Eloise in a place where all we lived off from were beans and sewage water.
I had reconsidered, hesitated and stopped. It was never possible for me to see her on tiny billboards with the skimpiness and all. Just ghastly and only ghastly. Two tongue rolls later and I had packed my desk. Sketching out a plan to take Xodus with me to leave her with the least amount of weight was what sent the common salty brim with a roll down the cheeks that hurt most of the time. Walking home that day was like a journey through a world without friction.
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