The DanceThe tension that was drawn out between them was cruel and sharp, cutting them both like razor wire. The two were each looking pointedly away from the other. Zxy's shoulders were hunched, but his posture was rigid. Every muscle in Kane's body was taut, and she was leaning forward just enough to give the impression of an animal about to bolt. She looked the way she felt.The Dance by Rinnian
"Why does it always wind up like this?" Zxy asked. His voice was soft, belying the shouting match they'd just been having. He stood near the window, and from the corner of his eye, he could see the curtains of his neighbor's house flutter. She had been watching. She'd probably even heard them screaming. It didn't matter to him at all, he couldn't be bothered with what she thought. The only person whose words mattered to him was Kane.
"You're not totally innocent," she said in a small, defensive tone as if she felt the blame being shifted to her.
"Never said I was."
They lapsed into another painful silence.
A Key PointHello. I'm your left shift key. You know, on your keyboard? I think it's time we had a little chat.A Key Point by bleusman
See, I think I have things better than some others I know. Like my friends P, A, I, and N you know those keys? - well, they've been feeling used. Whenever you open up Microsoft Word, they just start groaning because they feel your poetry coming. Me, though, I guess I'm just feeling ignored. Unappreciated. You know the feeling? I know you do. I saw that poem about your family. Tough stuff, right there. I feel you, I really do.
I know you feel all deep without me. Like the restraints I put upon you shackle your inner poet. I'm not uncool. Believe me, I am down with the youngsters. And I know the time it takes to capitalize could cause your conversation about your English teacher to Tanya to drag. I am the most understanding key on your keyboard, believe me. Not like Insert. Believe me, that guy's a total asshole. But I just think you really haven't considered all the dynamics