#foxandjacob

[skipping stones at the beach]

Fox: It’s such a beautiful evening.

Jacob: Take that fucking ocean!

The night breathed through the apartment like a dark animal.

The ticking of a clock.

The groan of a floorboard as he slipped out of his room.

All was drowned by its silence.

But Jacob loved the night. He felt it on his skin like a promise. Like a cloak woven from freedom and danger.