Progress Report.

There’s not a siren that can keep me from your window.
There’s not a pill that can keep you from my mind.


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Pete thought about his pills and the way Patrick was downstairs crying, packing a bag and threatening to leave. How they’d make up and another of their nine lives would be lost and their time was running out.

Pete sat in his bathtub and counted droplets and dropped the pill down the plug hole. Went downstairs. Didn’t sleep.

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Written for this contest.
Inspired by the Fall Out Boy song I Slept With Someone In Fall Out Boy And All I Got Was This Stupid Song Written About Me.
Word Count: 2, 243
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