As she made her way home past hungover tourists and the street crews cleaning the streets, the smell of the river filling the air, she spotted a familiar male shape sitting pathetically in the gutter. Porn video “huh.” amber said, “got us a live one.”
“go and getter then.” alexis said slapping her on the ass. Later at home Amber dug the note out of her purse and looked at it, it was three am and things were starting to wind down, as much as new orleans ever does. She lit a smoke and picked up the receiver, “yeah?”
she could hear him breathing still on the other phone. “Hey sweetthing.” he said. The record was skipping, she stomped on the floor and the song carried on, Nick cave sang on rue fully.
