Nighttime Roll

Heading back inside after roaming the streets was just what I needed to kick back. I bounded straight through the hallway and hopped onto the low living room table. Right in the middle sat a glass mug full of pens and a small metal roll of striped masking tape standing on its side. No hesitation! I leaned in, braced my sneaker against the wooden grain, and gave that tape ring a solid flick with my gloved knuckles. It took off on a wild spiral, rattling across the polished surface before bumping gently into the base of the coaster. A smooth little indoor track to wrap up the evening!