Faint strains of thumping bass filled their tiny room, and the single light bulb above them swayed a little in its rhythm. The discarded shot glasses looked sad to her, like when a great party finally ended and you realized you were exactly the same person as when you first arrived.
"I should go home."
Whether she meant London or her motel room, Holly wasn't entirely sure.
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on 2013-08-25 12:28 pm (UTC)Faint strains of thumping bass filled their tiny room, and the single light bulb above them swayed a little in its rhythm. The discarded shot glasses looked sad to her, like when a great party finally ended and you realized you were exactly the same person as when you first arrived.
"I should go home."
Whether she meant London or her motel room, Holly wasn't entirely sure.