🍻 (Buzz)
Spectra sat on the roof of the apartment building, a half empty bottle of rum clutched to her chest as she hummed quietly to herself. The humming warbled louder and then softer then slowly a few slurred words made their way into the tune. “Soon mAy th’ weThrmin come… ta bring sommmme sugary-sugar… n’ tea n’ RUM! Lots and LOTS of rUm! Yeah!”
She took another swig from the bottle and swayed from side to side as the melody continued to play in her head. Her eyes remained locked on the red sky above. “- n’ then we’ll tAke our LeaVE n’ gooooooo.”
















