fiction: couples
“Marcus promised he would drop by the party, and he did. He is late, but brings beer, so all is forgiven. A crowd gathers around the television; the main event has started. Marcus hangs back, hovering around the chip bowl, darting in occassionally. The party demographic is clear: church-going bright-line monogamy. Everyone is an adult. Marcus is not. He swallows a Dorito and decides to flirt with someone’s girlfriend.”
