"I'm waking up to ash and dust
I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust
I'm breathing in the chemicals..."
"Hey Bethany."
"Alex... where were you yesterday?"
"I'm sorry. Did you miss me?"
"N-no. Someone showed up in your place..."
"What? Who?"
"The police said his name was Daniel Threader."
"Wait - the POLICE? What were they doing here?"
"He - he... He tried to - to..."
"Are you alright?"
"I'm okay... I just need a reassuring voice right now."
"You consider me reassuring?"
"Course I do. I'm a random girl you found in the public shower stalls."
"Very funny."
"I'm getting out now."
"Okay, I'll leave."
"Alex...?"
"..."
"You didn't have to..."
YOU ARE READING
Shower Stalls - A Dialogue Story
Short Story"Rockabye? By Clean Bandit?" "ARGH! What the heck? Who's that?" "I'm not telling." "What are you doing in here?" "This is a public restroom." "I know that! But what's a guy doing in here?"
