Whilom | Imbibe | Zugzwang
Imbibing in another shot, I tossed the bottle to him and his partner, which fell through their glares before falling to the floor. A jump through the window leads an endless journey to my whilom partner. I shoot him, his partner shoots me. I shoot his partner, well...he'd shoot me before my barrel shifted glances. Reaching zugzwang, I chose to take the journey with my partner. Three | Random | Words








