Mohawk - A Romance
By cloo
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He wakes/is woken, 7am. Washes face in tube-lit room. Twenty five
years old, looks older/younger. Hair was 'strawberry-blonde' according
to mother. Now colour akin to straw, cut in a sort of a mohawk, done by
girl met at party under bridge. Not really his style, but thought he
might as well look the part. She had rings in her lips. They failed to
have sex. Was disappointed.
Breakfast - margarine on toast. Man next to him coughs profusely.
Woman/girl serving is mental case. Too much sugar in tea. No-one
complains. Crams belongings into a bag, given to him by mother. Her
voice on the phone is always apologetic/embarrassed. You're not doing
drugs are you? standard coda to conversation. Answers in negative.
Beginning to hate half-brother. Three years old, in his old bedroom.
Wouldn't be right to have him on sofa. Food bills/electricity
etc.
Found a mostly-full pack of B&;H on the bus yesterday. Thinking of
selling it to someone. Convinced girl in next cubicle made money from a
quick one in Waterloo station. Looked like her, but was dark/all look
the same to him anyway. Boyfriend showing off to girlfriend gave him
tenner. Made him angry/grateful.
Goes out. Windy, but no rain. Considers the South Bank. Shares a spot
with Irish guy, doesn't know name. Not keen on becoming like them. Full
of junkies/drunks. Sees girl from party. Hair pink/purple now. Followed
by black and tan dog. Crosses river with her to buy coffee. Her mate is
fixing up a place near Clapham. Should be room for one more. Jokes,
asking if they're hippies, because he's not living with hippies. She
says they aren't anyway. He feels nervous. Wants some sex to make him
feel a bit more normal. Offers her B&;H. She gave up. Too expensive.
Feeds dog from money saved. She has to go somewhere/do something. Hug
each other. Will meet about 9pm.
Rides on tube for a few hours. Glad he had shower yesterday. Runs hand
over stubble on sides of head. Considers buying condoms. Too
presumptuous? She's basically inviting him to stay the night. Feels
jittery/sick. Needs something to calm him down.
Ex-Hotel near Caledonian Road. Buys a bagful off guy who spits a lot.
Knows a suitable spot in warehouse next-door. I don't like hostels he
had said to the girl I'm not/ tips the powder onto spoon/living
with/lighter spits reluctantly/a bunch of/fills syringe /junkies.
9pm, empty office building near Monument. She has a corner behind some
desks. Tells him she likes his face. Kiss. His mouth is sticky with
tobacco. Both surprised by passion of love-making. Realise they were
both missing something.
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