Lucky Lox Lovell and Suzie Q.
It was late afternoon in early sept when the buzzer screeched its regular shout, surrealist had arrived, with an entourage of women carrying and unloading his belongings from their car into the flat. In the flat it was chaos already, a long and yet to end night was still in progress as romero lay on the sofa, slowly and delicately smoking a joint, while psychic Si pottered in the kitchen. Must be them, Si shouted through to the lounge, wait wait, shouted romero as he ran across to the window to check the front door – always security first he was shouting trying to reassure, yea it is he said laughing as he saw the women labouring with surrealist’s belongings, box after box of books, various luggage, suitcases, a rucksack, and he, Surrealist, is walking calm as you like in behind the two girls struggling under the weight of all his things, carrying a small table lamp, lugging, yea let em in this man knows how to make an entrance….
after a joint concentrated effort, all of surrealist’s belongings were in the flat and they once more settled down. It was still a pink-blue outlook of confusion for romero as he surveyed his new guests, new flat mate.
the buzzer screeched again, repeatedly…who the…said romero but it was too late, as si had already let them through the door, they were welcome guests however, also, fresh spangled victims of the night before, the same interzone party the night before with the afternoon spent in different directions. Lucky lox lovell and Suzie Q had entered the building, it was all making tea, and strange introductions, Surrealist’s entourage had been a couple of young Christian girls, how he had found them who knew, but there they were..and lucky lox lovell is trying to explain to the girls that the mirror on the wall is actually not all it seems, it is in fact a teleport to the nearest Threshers bottle shop, grab some wine will you he’s encouraging them, but they are pretty silent, and look deeply unnerved on the sofa, hands crossed on their laps, so trying to broach the gaps someone asks the girls do you fancy some tea, yes yes please they said, glad to be on some kind of similar level of playing field, then quite naturally suzie q is saying, you do know that there is e in that tea… and the charade was over, we were all there naked in front of the truth and the girls were leaving, wishing surrealist good luck on their way out…
after a joint concentrated effort, all of surrealist’s belongings were in the flat and they once more settled down. It was still a pink-blue outlook of confusion for romero as he surveyed his new guests, new flat mate.
the buzzer screeched again, repeatedly…who the…said romero but it was too late, as si had already let them through the door, they were welcome guests however, also, fresh spangled victims of the night before, the same interzone party the night before with the afternoon spent in different directions. Lucky lox lovell and Suzie Q had entered the building, it was all making tea, and strange introductions, Surrealist’s entourage had been a couple of young Christian girls, how he had found them who knew, but there they were..and lucky lox lovell is trying to explain to the girls that the mirror on the wall is actually not all it seems, it is in fact a teleport to the nearest Threshers bottle shop, grab some wine will you he’s encouraging them, but they are pretty silent, and look deeply unnerved on the sofa, hands crossed on their laps, so trying to broach the gaps someone asks the girls do you fancy some tea, yes yes please they said, glad to be on some kind of similar level of playing field, then quite naturally suzie q is saying, you do know that there is e in that tea… and the charade was over, we were all there naked in front of the truth and the girls were leaving, wishing surrealist good luck on their way out…
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