Ten dollars, said the door guy. But I have a costume. The door guy pointed to a sign. NO HIPSTER COSTUMES WILL BE HONORED. Aside from the sword, Adam was wearing his normal clothes. The door guy made a face. Adam pulled his sword from the sheath. Flashing red and green, it played the song. Adam held it high and said, By the power of Grayskull. The door guy sighed and said, Ten dollars. So did some other people.

I dunno, said Michelle. Maybe he thought I was someone else. A band was playing Part Time Punks. He took a long pull. She kissed him on the cheek and shoved him into the mosh pit.

When he woke up the next day Adam remembered a dream where Michelle was dressed as one of the babes from He-Man, huge boobs and long flowing hair pretty much the opposite of Michelle, actually. Then he remembered leaning his sword against a wall of the warehouse the night before. Because he felt like a tool trying to mosh with it lit up red and green all the time. He was out of toothpaste.

Adam had several clocks in his room but none of them worked. None of your clocks work, Michelle said. I know, he said. Should I fix them or live without time? Michelle said, The question is. Maybe the aboriginals just need batteries too. Australia seems like a lot of desert. It died really fast, Michelle said.

Michelle texted him at two in the morning. Yeah, he replied, sometimes. What do you do about it. I close my eyes and try to think about nothing for a while. Sometimes I count my breath to ten and then back to zero. She texted, Yeah yeah.