White House correspondents’ dinner was amazing.
Over the loudly blasted music, the rain bleeds...
Over the loudly blasted music, the rain bleeds down the windshield both front, back, and sides. Overly conversed sounds from two lovers spew out every now and then. But it’s just a little. Just enough to infer an awkward breakup at the end of a long drive home. He’s stopping along the way to pick up a pack of smokes. Delicately bound in it’s original form. A fresh pack of...