shoney got there first. a ghost floating through the room. looked like he hadn't slept in a few days and needed a good meal. turned out he didn't need anything at all. slowtrain carter was next. moving anything that wouldn't move for him. immediately finding the most comfortable seat in the room. never sitting in the liquid.
prettyfingers followed. as though on some white steed. an easy smile and easy to smile about. made friends by simply entering.
peck arrived last. but he had been there the whole time. clearly playing no games. never under scrutiny.
they took the stage as if it was theirs. as if they had made it themselves.
tense. writhing. all smelling of whiskey and white sage.
probing. acidic. losing control. probably drunk. whispering if it needs to, yelling when it must.
the women dancing. the men trying to keep up. the boys in the back trying to figure it out.
good hosts. often smiling at you, making sure yr comfortable as you are slowly stripped w/o consent.
attention isn't paid. it is taken.
it is taken.
