Bitter acid burned the back of his throat and he roughly rubbed his eyes.
The flickering dashes of lights shimmering in an apartment complex at night were their stars, the sky being obstructed with a thick haze, the leaning towers were their building blocks, climbing up the rusted ladders that lay on each, taking in shallow breaths as a rung would give away.
GeorgeNotNlothed, clay balls exposed Tommy, are we the bad guys? They had to relearn how to communicate.
Will they cause mischief and mess? Will George reciprocate the feelings once he finds out? They, as well as you, were loved by the world as soon as your birth was announced.