She was (a Fictional Moment 14)

From the corner of her eyes, she captured it.  Snagged right out of the air, that slow motion dance of disregard pulled into the urgency of the now.  From the corner of Bloom’n’s eyes she witnessed it.  A hand.  Twirling a small rectangular object deftly between fingertips.  Edging the corner between bicuspids and eye teeth.  Flicking the cardboard sentiment straight into some circular file in some corner of some distant place.  Yeah.  Total disregard for the status quo.  He used his business cards as toothpicks.  Bloom’n sighed between her eyes and thought, “damn!  That’s HOT!”


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