Burning Candle

I'm on my phone trying not to act like I'm waiting for the bathroom, because what could be more embarrassing. I'm looking at some movie thing, some on-set antics, when the bathroom door opens and out walk Tina and some guy I don't know. He's some friend of Kara's, and I don't even like Kara all that much, so that's really all I need to know. I ask her who that guy is and she pretends like she doesn't hear me, I know she does, Sly and the Family Stone is only playing so loud. I ask again, who is that guy, how are you, how's your night. I follow her to the fridge, at a distance, as my distance as you can get in a Chicago brownstone. She's drinking beer even though she doesn't like it and putting in line even though she thinks they're dirty. I hear from Kara that the guy is her friend visiting from Cleveland and that's all I need. I go into the bathroom and smell nothing but the burning candle. In the wastebasket is a large amount of toilet paper wrapped up, wrapped around something. I lock the door and open the window. Somewhere out there is something for me. There's laughter and there's music, and it's either coming from out in the back or another place entirely.