Eugene didn’t think he was gonna find her sane enough to live without him. He was right. She needed his energy, as he needed her calm and boredom. And so it was, for ten years. But now, everything was pure dope. Natural dope, the one that comes within years of waste. He didn’t know what that meant, but he felt it the minute he saw her there, wearing her suit and with eyes red from the computer.
They went out for a coffee, ‘cause there wasn’t any in the apartment. She didn’t take coffee, though. “Bad stomach”, Eugene reminded. “Yes.”And that was it. That was enough for her to remember he knew every inch of her body, he knew her entire self both physically and spiritually. She ran away like a scared little girl, as he finished his coffee.
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