her 3.13
I’m reading today’s newspaper behind the counter.
Billy Corgan’s voice is filling the air, while Jimmy busy mopping the floor.
A couple of minutes ago a drunk man spilled some slurpee
and left us a lot of spare change.
It’s 3.09 AM.
There are only five people in the room.
The light in the right corner is still flickering.
And from afar, I can hear the roar of a pack of motorcycles.
Same old night, same black sky with no stars
TING TUNG…a customer.
1…2…3… say the magic word
“Welcome to 7eleven, how can I help you?”
A tall man is standing there wearing a rabbit mask, looking straight at me.
He has something inside his tartan jacket and pointing it towards me.
A gun, I scream inside.
“Calm down… This is a robbery!”
His voice is dark, like the night.
I look at him, he has this surprised look on his face.
He throws a Burger King’s doggie bag with his other hand,
and asking me politely to fill it with money.
Three drunk teens and Jimmy still standing with his mop, doing nothing.
I open the cash register…DING.
I fill the brown bag with money.
I give him the brown bag, no drama.
His hand touches mine. I look back at him,
his eyes are smiling behind the rabbit mask.
“Tonight.. Tonight…” Mr Corgan sang softly.
Everything moves in slow motion.
He said “thank you,” and run to the door
I push the alarm button, the siren starts kicking in.
He runs as fast as a rabbit, as a black car approaches.
And off he go without a trace.
it’s 3.13 AM.
My name is Alice.
And i’m falling in love.
(Source: Flickr / chibietotoro13)
her 3.13
I’m reading today’s newspaper behind the counter.
Billy Corgan’s voice is filling the air, while Jimmy busy mopping the floor.
A couple of minutes ago a drunk man spilled some slurpee
and left us a lot of spare change.
It’s 3.09 AM.
There are only five people in the room.
The light in the right corner is still flickering.
And from afar, I can hear the roar of a pack of motorcycles.
Same old night, same black sky with no stars
TING TUNG…a customer.
1…2…3… say the magic word
“Welcome to 7eleven, how can I help you?”
A tall man is standing there wearing a rabbit mask, looking straight at me.
He has something inside his tartan jacket and pointing it towards me.
A gun, I scream inside.
“Calm down… This is a robbery!”
His voice is dark, like the night.
I look at him, he has this surprised look on his face.
He throws a Burger King’s doggie bag with his other hand,
and asking me politely to fill it with money.
Three drunk teens and Jimmy still standing with his mop, doing nothing.
I open the cash register…DING.
I fill the brown bag with money.
I give him the brown bag, no drama.
His hand touches mine. I look back at him,
his eyes are smiling behind the rabbit mask.
“Tonight.. Tonight…” Mr Corgan sang softly.
Everything moves in slow motion.
He said “thank you,” and run to the door
I push the alarm button, the siren starts kicking in.
He runs as fast as a rabbit, as a black car approaches.
And off he go without a trace.
it’s 3.13 AM.
My name is Alice.
And i’m falling in love.
(Source: Flickr / chibietotoro13)
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