The bathroom. Girlfriend talked a mile aminute about her day, how she saw a fistfight on the C train, how somebody liked her necklace and Boyfriend, with his smooth Barry White voice, just kept going Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. They'd shower together and if she wasn't talkinbg she was going down on him. All you would hear down there was the water smacking the bottom of the tub and him going Yeah. Yeah. He wasn't sticking around, though. That was obvious.
Junot Díaz: Drown
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