ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝖨 𝖦𖦹𝖳 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗩𝗘𝗡 𝖮𝖭 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝖬𝖸 𝖬𝒾𝖭𝖣 𝖡𝖴𝖳 —— ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝖨’𝖬 𝖭𝖮 ᴬᴺᴳᴱᴸ … ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ

ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝖨𝗍'𝗌 𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑠𝘩𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝙻𝙴𝙰𝚁𝙽,⠀𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋⠀ & ⠀ 𝓈𝑒𝑒. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗍’𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝗈𝖿 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝓡𝙴𝙿𝙾𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁 —— … ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ

ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 * 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘯, 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝘐 𝙲͟𝙰͟𝙽͟𝙽͟𝙾͟𝚃 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘝𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘯! ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ

ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Which is the true nightmare, ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀the horrific dream that you’ve ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀in your sleep or the * resentful ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀reality that awaits you when ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀you awake? ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ

ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝖨 𝒟𝖮𝖭'𝖳 𝖪𝖭𝖮𝖶 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝚆𝙷𖦹 ⠀ 𝖨 𝐀𝐌 … ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ᴮᴱᑦᴬᵁˢᴱ 𝖮𝖥 ᵞᴼᵁ.ᐟ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ

ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ I’ve watched her in her room, ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ followed her everywhere. I’ve ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ waited years for this, for her, ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ and I am not goin’ to pass up ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ the opportunity. ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ

ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ I WILL GIVE Y𖦹U ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ MY LOVING ‘TIL ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ I G𖦹T NOTHING ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀LEFT ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ

9 to 5 working hours are a myth, existing for those with comfortable jobs. Not for average labourer who ensure the wheel continues turning. Solid biceps strain, exposing layered muscle which lingers beneath as the crane line is pulled in. It’s a display of peak fitness.

An old jar has been washed out, filled with home—brewed beer and the Muldoon sits along the shoreline, taking a sip here and there as rolling waves are watched.

Sits in the bar nursing a half—drunken beer just as ᵀᴴᴱ 𝙷𝙰𝙻𝙵 - 𝚂𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁 comes onto shift.

Still in the overalls from her shift upon the trawler, the blue-collar straightens a previously bowed posture as Tiffany approaches. "I probably shouldn't." This is her third and she has to drive home. And that might not be the end of her night if her sister has any demands.