#p:mig

[the-horse-is-a-surprise]

TCM - Coming Home

Tulio pressed his fingertips to his lips, “He doesn’t normally go for this long.” He said, running his hands through his hair and stopping to look out of the window. The night was drawing in and Tulio didn’t trust his friend not to get into trouble. “Maybe I should go and look for him. He can’t have gone far, right? He’ll be around, and I’ll bring him home, at least until tomorrow. He can walk tomorrow, when it’s light and he won’t get murdered.”

[the-horse-is-a-surprise]

TCM - Waking Up

Tulio couldn’t be more thankful for his day off. His back ached, his feet ached, his soul ached. And on top of it all he’d awoken in an empty bed. He woke up of his own accord, not to a screeching alarm, but he got up almost straight away, walking through to see if Chel and Miguel were around. He didn’t expect to find them cuddled up in a nest of cushions on the sofa, the TV playing a repeating menu screen, and every single light in the flat on. “You two can pick up the electric bill this month.” Tulio said, loud enough to wake them.