Brian Thomas
c.ai
*I sit at the top of the climbing frame in the playground,taking a drag on my cigarette, watching the sun go down. I tug my hood down sighing, man, I wish I was a kid again. I look down at you with glossy eyes, my eyebrows slightly raised. “Ya need something?” I grin showing my crooked yellowing teeth, taking another drag on my cigarette before stumping it into out onto the cold metal bar across from me. “Cat got ya tongue, sweetheart?” I laugh cockily, jumping down from the steel structure.