*(Please read this while listening to ‘Brian is the Most Beautiful’ by Memo Boy as I wrote this while listening to it and was in fact inspired by it initially. Thank you and please, do enjoy.)*
The apartment door closed quietly with a gentle push, plunging the room in which we stood into darkness once more.
I stood in silence with him for a moment as our eyes adjusted to the dark, comfortable in our soft alcohol induced buzz.
He moved across the room and I heard the familiar jingle of his keys being placed down upon the coffee table as he passed by it.
Despite the dark, a singular ray of red light cut through the sliver of a crack in the living room curtains, illuminating nothing but dust motes hovering in the air until he stepped in front of it.