for the wip ask game...part time lovers...
so this one is actually the continuation of a drabble i posted a while back of the same name! i loved the idea (and the song by stevie wonder) so much i decided to carry on with it so here's a little extract:
Sebastian especially remembers the stifling early summer heat. He'd forgone any cap or sunscreen that day, only expecting to go out later in the afternoon for a family walk in the fields. The roads of his neighbourhood had been mapped better than the back of his hand for over a decade now, every square inch of land treasure troves of his memory, now nothing but a spiralling haze of boiling asphalt quicksand. Sebastian had never been sure whether the vomit behind the neighbourhood power box had been born from the heat or from the world-shattering realisation he now had no part in shaping his future.
