'...'Did it ju$t for you, bae', $ighing.
'Ye$, it'$ the fre$hne$$ of the mint particularly in your breath.'
'Goodnight', $he give$ him a good warm rub over hi$ forearm$ that her diamond wedding ring $hu$hed.
~
'Not again, thi$ time it'$ on the roof!?'
'Haha...'
Vocal chord$ $lightly tilt to let out a loud, 'Kokorekoo...!'. The ru$tling $ound of it$ wing$ roughly paddle the current a$ it throw$-off from the tip of the roof, the follow-up to the banging foot$tep$ above the $hale.
~
Incen$e e$caping from mug$ in thin vapour$ and the frangrance$ from cayenne pepper and $pice all about the room.
'That'$ how I like it. When it'$ big enough for you to $niffle in all the herb$'.
'...Well I hope mine were wide enough to get you all the herb$ in my mint la$t night...'
The cutlery knife that her left hand accidently $hifted distract$ a little romance when it dropped. $he got up from the top of hi$ lap to go fetch it.
~
Long unkempt nail$ layered with thick dark filth, beat on the hard $tony wall ragingly... and attempt$ to claw it down.
He will drum hi$ finger$ on the table to the beat of the $econd hand of the ticking clock, counting down to the $econds, 'Tick-Tock...'
~
The little $ilver bell on the table goe$ off with a loud ringing $ound.
He jump$ up and punche$ the air, land$ right back on hi$ feet as would N'Golo, celebrating again$t their rival.
~
The joy of going home to her warmth taken him over.
Bit-by-bit trace$ of blood began to ooze out through the little crack$ inside the corner$ of the thick-dark-dirt-filled finger nail$ that $cratched on the $tony wall.
'Home i$ el$ewhere', a voice quietly whispper$ in the open of hi$ inner mind.
He turn$ around to face the beam of light$ that $tole their way through the crack hole of the $tony wall.
He peerd through the hole deeply a$ he approached the light and looked with intent curiou$ity.
~
The land$cape $culpt$ it$elf out of hi$ eye$ reminding him of her beauty.
The fresh $mell of the water reminded him of her mint breath.The morning dew a$ the thin vapour that will ri$e out of the mug. And all the different beautiful $pecie$ of plant$, butterflie$, bird$ and the ladybird$ repre$enting pepper and $pice.
~
The high and uncontrollable toot$ of decibel$ with velocity capable of penetrating concrete wall$ $pew-off in proximity to the che$t$ flung open.
It $haken$ to awakening a tran$fixed mode like ripple$ go through pure clean still water.
The che$t was fir$t to rapidly go in.
$omething perhap$ respon$ible for the daydream went hid, but it certainly hadn't cleared from her eye sight - that powerful image. It won't leave, no matter how hard $he tried.
~
'Let me be the one to fark'.
'Alright...go ahead and make the turning.'
'No don't helf me!Na...!'
'Ok. But I'm $till gonna have to keep helping you until the day my $hoe $ize is no more five time$ your$.'
~
'I'll do i$...I'll do i$', hi$ piercing voice pitching.
$creeching $ound of $edan handbreak$ a$ it i$ jolted $kyway, - little bit more un$crupulou$ly like the $ound of the horn earlier- more like it.
~
The $ound of $inging clo$ing in from the doorway meant there wa$ no room for delay, $he had to be there quickly le$t the $lighte$t hint i$ given away.
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