He's timed the espresso to be warm at my break for months. Monday's new schedule might end that.
Third date, engine running outside her building. Neither of us has said the thing that would end the night or start it.
I take the stairs past 4C every night, photograph the same crooked doormat, and never once knock on her door.
The deposit she owes me still shows pending, eight months on. Some nights I open the app just to almost send the reminder, and stop.
I keep his plate warm under a towel until his key hits the lock. Some nights now it's still full when I wake up.
My brother's location has been frozen outside a bar for forty minutes and I still haven't called to check.
Someone's been buzzing apartment 4B at 2:37 every night this week. I live in 4B. I still haven't found out who they're looking for.
the baby next door cries most nights around two. it used to wreck me. i'm trying to figure out when it stopped meaning anything.
Closing shift with dana, a dead scooter, and the route home that takes eleven minutes longer than it should.
i take the 2:10 home after close. it's always empty. except for him.
Couldn't sleep, so I drove to the only place open at 2am and walked every aisle. Just to stand somewhere with the lights on.
A guy buys one banana and a Monster at 2:15 every night. Tonight he didn't come and I kept watching the door.