The brakes screeched, the tires squawked, and if it weren’t for seat belts, the two passengers would have been propelled through the windshield. As the van swerved to a stop in the middle of the street, Brian didn’t notice the parked car he almost clipped. He stared at the cup in Melody’s hand.
“What the fuck?!”
The cords on his rear view mirror clacked and spun.
He was tired, yeah, but he was definitely not high. Brian reached past Melody and groped along the dashboard, looking for proof that the liquid had been there, that he hadn’t hallucinated the whole thing. The beverage might have been swept back into the paper cup, but the stickiness remained. Proof.
“Did you do that? How did you do that?” Brian snatched the cup out of her fingers. What he planned to do with it, he wasn’t too sure. He started by popping the lid and looking inside. He even sniffed it. The brown beverage was totally ordinary. Which left…
Re: Lost Sleep
“What the fuck?!”
The cords on his rear view mirror clacked and spun.
He was tired, yeah, but he was definitely not high. Brian reached past Melody and groped along the dashboard, looking for proof that the liquid had been there, that he hadn’t hallucinated the whole thing. The beverage might have been swept back into the paper cup, but the stickiness remained. Proof.
“Did you do that? How did you do that?” Brian snatched the cup out of her fingers. What he planned to do with it, he wasn’t too sure. He started by popping the lid and looking inside. He even sniffed it. The brown beverage was totally ordinary. Which left…
Her.