It was 12am midnight at the condo pizza from angel’s sitting on a pullover bed while it’s freezing cold lights out, it was december you could feel the everlasting joy as if it was something you’ve felt before in a different time. it was peaceful but you could hear the sound of water pouring down the pipes, and the cars you could hear the horn annoyingly but the crickets and lizards masks the noise, you could see the tv rays go up against joy’s body and penelope sleeping through the long night.