spontaneous actions, words, she didn't think them over, she was just in this light pink mood, as sweet as cotton candy
she didn't mean anything
but something, something other than her was bothering him, eating him up, igniting him
and he burst into flame, so red, so hot, the anger burned quickly, tongue of fire was licking her from down to the top of her head
hear her, she crackles she burns, she burns...
you see, she was built like that, inflammable, combustible
you see, there is no technology to revive the residue of fire
they just turn to ashes, black
