It was like a movie. — act four: My Pajama Twin

continued from It was like a movie. — act three: Gabe

The upcoming scenes contain inhibited discretion, so scooching our porch seats up a little is advised viewing for this next reserved Property of Character inhabited by My Pajama Twin.

            Past the imperious bounds of Gabe's reckoned entitlement, a peeling eggshell address dwells quietly like a vinyl-sided introvert that just wants to be left alone.