this was supposed to be for @andreilweek day two, prompt “cityscape”, but instead it’s just me trying to pretend I like real estate shows a normal amount.
They visit
a grand total of three apartments before Andrew gives up.He probably
wouldn’t phrase it that way. Rather: his limited patience runs out, along with
his tolerance for their preppy realtor.“Do what you
want,” he tells Neil, lighting up a cigarette on the sidewalk.They’ve
just come out of their third viewing, waiting for Terry to finish his call
before moving on to the next one.It’s not
that Neil is having much fun either. Curiously, all these years of yearning for
a place to call home, he hadn’t considered the hardships of finding one. In retrospect,
choosing an empty house to squat in was a much easier task, even with the fear
of being found out and the delicate balance of having a roof over his head versus not attracting attention.“Alright,”
he agrees nonetheless, because he can recognize true exhaustion from boredom, and
Andrew is one minute away from imploding.
patch of sunlight
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Nothing but My Aching Soul 