Cecily: I only take my coffee “allongé”. It’s the only way to properly stoke malaise.
coffee
Cecily, on Saturday plans.
Cecily: I wish to smoke in a beautiful garden.
Two friends, on depression.
Cecily: I haven’t shaved my under arms in four days. It’s depressing.
Alexander: I never manscape anymore, unless I am seeing Sam. I am in a very dark place. I have to go to Whole Foods. In the rain. To grind my imported Brazilian coffee.
Alexander, tired.
Alexander: Should any conversation involving Red Bull ever find itself in your writings, I implore you to change its reference to espresso. Alexander merits better than high fructose corn syrup and questionable stimulants.
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