Interior by Declan Tan
9:00 AM | Author: Paul Mullin
Interior by Declan Tan

As their flat planned to murder them with dust, he walked in, untied his shoelaces. She was standing there, eating a piece of fruit over the sink.

“It’s too juicy,” she said, the pear in her hand.

“It’s too juicy,” he said, mockingly.

“Fuck you.”

He kicked off his shoes.

Declan Tan is a freelance journalist from London. He also sometimes teaches English as a Foreign Language. Both these things make him sweat a near-fatal volume of perspiration.
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