everything falls apart 50

“Have you ever stopped to think about how freaky trees are?” he asked her. “They’re like these massive life forms standing right among us. They’re giants. They fucking BREATHE.”

“What does that have to do with anything?”

“I don’t know. I felt like sharing one of my thoughts with you and that’s the first that came to mind. Was it stupid?”

“No, it was nice. Here, move this way. I want to show you something.”

There was no more talking after that. The light coming from the room flickered, and I could tell where they must be positioned and how they must be moving to create that effect. I could hear them breathing. Then I could hear them panting. I stood up and walked in on them.

They were naked. She straddled him. Her hands on his shoulders. She had him pinned. He was in her. It looked to me like she was trying to consume him. Then they noticed me and they stopped.

He looked a lot like me. But more attractive and muscular. No one was saying anything. I left the room.

I grabbed my shoes and carried them out with me because I didn’t want to stop to tie them. I walked briskly, but I didn’t run. I exited the apartment, pressed the button, and waited for the elevator. She followed behind me and he behind her. They were still naked.

“Do you want to talk about this?” she asked.

I hit the button again.

He gave me the look of a concerned friend. “You’ve got a good woman here, bro.” The elevator came and I left.