"This is your eighth smoking break in three hours, Thornton. You can't keep putting off your responsibilities."
"That break took you half an hour? Get back to work, already. This is a busy night."
"Where's Percy? We're short on staff tonight, we need him!"
"Take a guess."
A sigh. "Killing himself."
"In such short words."
"Y'know, he's becoming a bit of a problem."
"I know."
"Maybe you should do something about it."
"..yeah."
I return to unemployment, our separation welcome but our unity inevitable.
No comments:
Post a Comment