"This is gospel, for the fallen ones
Locked away in permanent slumber
Assembling their philosophies
From pieces of broken memories-"
"Now this is a good song."
"Is it too much to ask why you're back here? You do realise you keep coming into the girl's shower stalls, right?"
"Yeah, I know. But I came to listen to you sing."
"Why?"
"You're not going to tell me to get out?"
"I am, but in a minute."
"Gee, thanks. Anyway, I come to hear you sing because your voice is pretty."
"Pft. Nah, it's not."
"Who told you it's not?"
"Uh... my sisters...?"
"They're talking BS."
"No. They're not. I can't sing."
"LIAR!"
"What? No I'm not!"
"LIAR LIAR PANTS ON FIRE!"
"I'm in the shower. How can my pants be on fire?"
"Oh... Good point..."
"Okay... Now get out."
"If you insist."
YOU ARE READING
Shower Stalls - A Dialogue Story
Short Story"Rockabye? By Clean Bandit?" "ARGH! What the heck? Who's that?" "I'm not telling." "What are you doing in here?" "This is a public restroom." "I know that! But what's a guy doing in here?"
