Bank Holiday Date Night

Hello, he said, arrogantly from his mouth.

She blinked her eyes, like flaps of skin were there - just waiting to clean her eye balls.

A man on the far side of the ballroom seemed distant. He handily put on a hat, secreting hairs.

The eye-lidded woman heard a sound coming from the disco they were attending.

They all danced, as if to music.

There were a lot of words all together in a row.

The music stopped.

Then it kept going.

Everyone’s heart beat, in time to their blood.

Outside, it sounded quieter.

It was dark but not as dark as inside when the strobe light sometimes went out.

A bouncer sat down on the floor with his body and a cat said hellow in cat speak.

The bouncer’s head yawned like a wet hinge.

The cat liked licking the bouncer’s blood and the bouncer minded less and less and less.

The bouncer’s door that he was bouncing hit him and sounded like a woman screaming from behind a door.

The door got strong and pushed the bouncer to the side as the blinking woman and the hello-ing man ran out from behind it.

Later but quite soon nonetheless, the distant man stepped over the wet hinge holding a hot used gun.

The cat left.

The distant man became the bouncer’s distant man but he would not be the blinking woman’s distant man for long at all.