A needle of Hope
amid a haystack of Chaos.

Nice Night

Created: Thursday, May 12th, 2005
04:49:53 UTC
Last modified: Thursday, May 12th, 2005
04:54:53 UTC

A peaceful night; an uneventful night. Preparing for slumber, a sharp ring of the doorbell, followed by three frenetic knock, knock, knocks shatter your machinations for dreaming. Instantly awake; an unsettling, momentary dread. Could there be police at your door? No, a solitary female. Mature, not young. Beautiful in her own way, excited; Excited at the prospect of spending time with you. Running; you run through the house, Trying to find pants, In the dead of night it is a feat. Scammering; trying to fix your hair in time. Dashing, you throw open the door; her arms open wide.