Hollow wind

We're taking a break at the void deck after our jog when they passed us.
Dark Gothic, with a tint of blood and gore on their faces.

But hot girls hailing cabs nonetheless.

Remind me again what are we doing, jogging on Halloween night?
He shrugged.

I took a look at him and another look at the girls, gently shaking my head as the hollow wind blew through my heart and soul.

Playing with fire

She asked if I dared take a ride from her if she's driving.

Why not? I replied.
If I can take your cooking, I sure can survive your driving.

How is that the same!?
I can sense her starting to boil.

I mustered the straightest face I could and replied.
Well, I am putting my life at risk in both cases..

Ah.. Playing with fire; cheap thrills of the modern man.