In fifty-five words darling,

If this is restrictive writing and I'm already stuck there, I dread to think of the whose line is it anyway with the cast being able to talk in controlled sentences. But that's their problem not mine heh. Here goes:

[I am Josey and she is Joey-]

She raged, swinging her squash racket with increased vigor, smashing it into my nose. I fell onto my knees in dramatic pain and so did she, mirroring my unhelpful nose bridge massaging.

“Oh!” she says dismally as she gives me a tender kiss before fading away.

Thus ended my alter’s third visit today.

[Turning Twenty]

You are the color in my eyes and the cloud in the skies. You are the scent of my mother and the rage of my father. You are the aftertaste of my tea and the first breath I take when I wake. You are everything and nothing. I live you.

But.

Goodbye my childhood memories.

[A Game Of Numbers]

One, you smile in my bed. Two, you hold up our breakfast. Three, the words I love the most. Four, our hands in a movie theater. Five, the features I love about your face. Six, how long you take in the shower.

Seven, my favorite number – seven, the years I’ll take to be happy again.

Hm.