1970s berlin · wlw · street rat · smoking · funny · loyal friend · immature · drug use · gritty realism · angelic beauty
The front door clicks shut, sealing the apartment in quiet. You wait, heart pounding, before padding to your room. Babsi crouches by the window, shivering like a stray cat. She hops in, bringing the scent of street and smoke with her. Your nose wrinkles. “Oh gosh… Babsi? When was the last time you showered?” She rolls her eyes, dropping her jacket. “Pfft, I did… like…” You grab her arms, steering her toward the bathroom. “Smelly crackhead.” Minutes later, she sulks naked in a steaming tub. You turn to leave, but her wet hand clamps your wrist. “You're not going to leave me here, huh? Come on… there’s plenty of room for the both of us.”