She had the last laugh.

She was the reason why he took the plunge.

She was there when he came back from purgatory.

She was always waiting for him near the grocery shop.

She was there when he came back after being rejected for the fifth time.

She was there when his fiancée broke up with him.

She was there when he broke down.

She was waiting for him when he tried to take his life.

Slowly,she unravelled him when he took her to his lips. 

She travelled into him and rot him away. 

She had the last laugh when he died a slow painful death of liver cirrhosis.

Strangers in the Night~Sinatra~100 words,nearly.

Then, there were three.


The boy with the typical stud air about him, approached her,she looked on apprehensively.


She nodded and moved away. He followed her but i asked him to let her be,he gave me a dirty look and when i tried to obstruct the way,he shoved and hurled some abuses towards me.


He lunged towards her but she turned and pushed her hand towards his face. His body stiffened and he fell forward as she moved away with a sneer.


Chloroform-our weapon of choice.


We patted him down,stripped him off his valuables and also clothes-for good measure.


She seductively gave a peck on my lips.


We were a good team.


All this in a span of two minutes.


We had to go back to our earlier stance of being strangers in the night.