Her hair band pinches, the clips too tight, the hair twisted and caught. My my my… Dan grabs her by the wrist, and pulls at the band, taking hairs out with it as it falls loose. It hurts but her mouth is bound shut by her arrogance.
Her off key rendition of Buttons grates on Dan’s nerves, he jumps off with the wind on his face and her song at his back. The rocks loom. Her heart breaks, but she still watches him as she txts with her free hand, the left holding the Radler tight, hoping the green glass won’t shatter on the wall.