Out of Context #1

These are some lines from my 2013 nanowrimo I almost certainly won’t complete. Here:

“I’m just warning you that there’s going to be an intervention, Fred,” Ryan’s eyes were bloodshot and he was trying to ash all too frequently.

***

Then he remembered he had scrapped the thing for parts three nights ago at six to four in the morning. It had been two months since Ged discovered a seemingly parallel universe coexisting just within spectral or paranormal reach. He was giddy

***

Surely it was a number of things: The sparsely and low lit atmosphere; the shitty pool tables; the grungy, punk, hip-hop filled jukebox; the drink specials; spunky bartenders; sullen barbacks. It was a familiarity in the end.

***

He slammed his fifty cent, cereal-box-quality compass into the ground. It was spinning madly. The gusts of wind were becoming more frequent. Even though the night was cloudless the wind threatened like a storm.

***

She accepted. The next cigarette was spent discussing wine regions, and which ones around the world were vastly underrated. James waited patiently, panting, blinking past stray wisps of smoke.

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