jschifini
Whiskers poked at my face and suddenly I was awake. Curled on my chest, poking her head into my cheek, the calico cat purred, obviously pleased I was awake.
But then the sneezing started.
"I told you we shouldn't have gotten this damn cat." I said grumpily, blowing my nose for the hundredth time.
I remeber kissing in the costume room. Embedded in musty smelling robes and suites, you pushed harder against my lips, as if trying to wear me like you wore the gladiator armor you were trying on-- just for fun. I would have smiled behind those lips, but they were too busy trying to keep you at bay, concentrating too hard on not falling deeper into the piles of clothes that belonged to no one.