4 Moments I’m Glad I Let Pass Me By
We were chain smoking and listening to “Lost Ones.” He was on the floor and I was sitting on an overturned purple (maybe pink or red) plastic crate of VHS tapes next to him, blowing smoke into a vent above the weird basement oven. After a minute of silence, he looked at my thigh and said, “What if I burned you with this cigarette right now?”