30.12.11

2011


A glass of wine – check – a menthol Dunhill – check – a lighter – check – the staircase – check. 

She still couldn’t figure out why she agreed to come to this end of year party. She always hated hanging out with people she barely knew. She finally found a way out of this overcrowded living room. Once on the terrace, her lungs were filled with clean air. Before she lit up a cigarette and replaced the clean air with smoke.