Status: Finito.
The Other Things.
Axel.
“Miss Victoria, Miss Victoria, Miss Victoria.”
“Axel, Axel, Axel.”
He was the homeless man who lived in my building’s lobby. Security really didn’t like him, but I did. So he stayed.
He was playing solitaire this morning, cards fanned out on the floor.
I held out a paper bag. “I got you something.”
He laughed and rolled his eyes. “Just because I’m homeless…” His sentence hung in the air as he peeked into the bag. “Ooh.” He quickly took a bite of the breakfast sandwich. “Miss Victoria, you’re something else.”
“I’ll see you for lunch, Axel. Don’t harass security.”
“Fine.”
“Axel, Axel, Axel.”
He was the homeless man who lived in my building’s lobby. Security really didn’t like him, but I did. So he stayed.
He was playing solitaire this morning, cards fanned out on the floor.
I held out a paper bag. “I got you something.”
He laughed and rolled his eyes. “Just because I’m homeless…” His sentence hung in the air as he peeked into the bag. “Ooh.” He quickly took a bite of the breakfast sandwich. “Miss Victoria, you’re something else.”
“I’ll see you for lunch, Axel. Don’t harass security.”
“Fine.”
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Axel will grow with the story, don't worry.