The Dark Room Mystery

Lights out can make all the fun

Image by Baptiste MG on Unsplash

Scanning the room of bling-wearing partygoers I see only one person I know. Lennon from human relations. Radiating with the scent of soy and faux concern, she isn’t a person with whom I want to chill. Besides, she has her arms, legs, and tongue wrapped around someone half her age. She doesn’t need or want me interrupting her fun.