Peak

The three of them laid out on the living room floor, even though there was plenty of room on the couches. The air was too heavy, they reasoned.

“I don’t wish people happy birthday.”

“Ever?”

“Shh – did you hear that?”

“Not online.”

“Hear what?”

“I’m hungry.”

“No. Stop talking. Listen.”

They heard something.

“Just a cat.”

“It sound like it’s in the apartment.”

“Do you have a cat?”

“Is there anything to eat?”

“In the walls.”

“What’s in the walls?”

“The cat. Can’t you hear it?”

A tow truck drove down the road outside, its lights flashing and horn blaring.

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