She got up, carefully made her way to the window in the dark, looked out, sighed.
“Any lights anywhere?” Six hours. Phones dead, no internet anyway, can’t read, can’t watch tv. Already had sex twice. No air-con. He was bored and uncomfortable.
“There’s, like, a glow over past the river. But no lights. At least there’s a full moon.”
“I can’t believe it’s taking this long.” He rolled over onto his back, starfished to see if it would cool him off more.
“There’s people on the street.”
“What? In the dark? Doing what?”
“Just… standing. Or walking really slowly.”
“…What?”
