Cassie.
She turned her head. The music had grown louder downstairs and the bass pulsed through the floor, but she was sure she had heard her name. Her legs were beneath her, a cross-stitch of velveteen fabric, striped tights and canvas shoes, and they were slowly falling asleep. Her body twisted after her head and she stretched out her arm and arched her body before her elbow hit the floor to catch her fall. She laughed.
Zussie? Is that you? She pawed the back of her hand across her face and raised her chin. She could feel the floor beneath her vibrating and thumping like a very quick washing machine. Her hand fell and pushed out at its ball, the fibers of carpet running half the way up her arm. Thud-uh thud-uh thud-uh thud-uh. Zussie, come here.
Hey brighteyes, Zussies head rose over the stairs. Whatcha doin up here? She smiled peacefully as she always did.
Something. Cassie was now stretched out on the floor, her torso rotated 180 degrees so that her stomach lay on the floor. You want to do a little something?
Thats why Im here.
Its on the table, one finger rose from the floor to point. I think I need a little more. Im pretty drunk. Social graces and all, have to tend to the party.
I think the partys doing just fine by itself. It was a boys voice, climbing the stairs behind Zussie..
Hi, Tommy. Help yourself. Ill be there in a sec. She turned over to her back and closed her eyes, stretching her neck back and to the sides. Thud-uh thud-uh thud-uh thud-uh. Woot woot thud-uh thud-uh. She sat up. We need music, she lifted herself up to the chair at her desk and rattled the mouse to wake up the computer. I want something so we can dance.
A soft snort came from the table followed shortly by a deeper report. Hahhh, Tommy leaned his head back and sniffled, rubbing his nose. That is an excellent idea.
She turned her head. The music had grown louder downstairs and the bass pulsed through the floor, but she was sure she had heard her name. Her legs were beneath her, a cross-stitch of velveteen fabric, striped tights and canvas shoes, and they were slowly falling asleep. Her body twisted after her head and she stretched out her arm and arched her body before her elbow hit the floor to catch her fall. She laughed.
Zussie? Is that you? She pawed the back of her hand across her face and raised her chin. She could feel the floor beneath her vibrating and thumping like a very quick washing machine. Her hand fell and pushed out at its ball, the fibers of carpet running half the way up her arm. Thud-uh thud-uh thud-uh thud-uh. Zussie, come here.
Hey brighteyes, Zussies head rose over the stairs. Whatcha doin up here? She smiled peacefully as she always did.
Something. Cassie was now stretched out on the floor, her torso rotated 180 degrees so that her stomach lay on the floor. You want to do a little something?
Thats why Im here.
Its on the table, one finger rose from the floor to point. I think I need a little more. Im pretty drunk. Social graces and all, have to tend to the party.
I think the partys doing just fine by itself. It was a boys voice, climbing the stairs behind Zussie..
Hi, Tommy. Help yourself. Ill be there in a sec. She turned over to her back and closed her eyes, stretching her neck back and to the sides. Thud-uh thud-uh thud-uh thud-uh. Woot woot thud-uh thud-uh. She sat up. We need music, she lifted herself up to the chair at her desk and rattled the mouse to wake up the computer. I want something so we can dance.
A soft snort came from the table followed shortly by a deeper report. Hahhh, Tommy leaned his head back and sniffled, rubbing his nose. That is an excellent idea.