I woke up late and started the day on the wrong foot. Outside, grey skies were spitting their bad mood on the City of Angels, its streets oozing boredom, drab and dirty from the unusual non-stop drizzle that had been plaguing us for nearly two weeks.
OUT OF THE BLUE, INTO THE NIGHT.
Hey, Sunshine, I know you said you wanted some time off: time away from me, from the business, from everything in general. Believe me when I say I am trying to give you space you so obviously need, but really, this is not working.
We met on a winter evening at a party that turned out to be incredibly dull. Things unfolded fast between the two of us. I had gone out of sheer boredom, because I didn't want to just go home and be by myself. Because I didn't have anything else, or anything better, to do.