Writing Attempt: Free Writing
There was something else Liv had in mind to say but with the noise and the eyes, the feet shifting, the reflection of his sequined jacket lifting magenta up up up and the liquid falling down her throat fill fill filling her empty stomach in until her insides would slush side to side - she the vessel that holds the ocean - and what now? Liv choked quietly on her thought until it finally passed and it's remnants drowned themselves in her internal sea.
"Were you going to say something?" The sequined man said.
"No, I'm fine."
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