Drillmington: Champagne Circuit

With hands outstretched, breast laid bare, Julisia sprang out of bed with all the energy and vim that she could muster. In fact, she stepped around the room completely nude.

TSL slept. He was in a deep sleep and heard none of what his girlfriend performed.

She performed perriets and other ballet moves. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she smiled and twirled in the massive master bedroom. She flipped backwards. She somersaulted. This physical expression allowed her soul to heal. TSL kept the sleepiness in constant motion as he lay almost motionless, shifting slightly to move the pillows.

Julisia put her hair up into a ponytail. She started doing side straddle hops. She then launched into pushing down the Earth. She took this seriously and sweat became the residue of her recovery.

Instead of hitting the bottles or snorting her pain away, she advanced her physique. Every movement propelled her to be the greatest in her own mind. With the strength of her muscles and her tiny physique, she showed just how important it was to demonstrate what it meant to step forward with her abilities.

Every burpee, every crunch, every leg lift she achieved she found them all to be beneficial. It felt as if the goal was not to erase the memory of her father but to continue on with what he had taught her. She had begun to gain momentum.

There was a sense that she had accomplished something with more sweat running down her body. Focus kept her together. When she wanted to stop and sit in a pool of tears, the sweat helped her become more of the physical self she had been her whole life.

In the time she had spent bringing together her mind and body. She showered and toweled off her body. Julisia looked at TSL just stretching and headed towards the bathroom as she exited. He kissed her neck and then used the facilities.

After he showered, the couple journeyed down to the breakfast nook and made mango and dragon fruit smoothies with protein powder.

“You didn’t hear me?” she asked.

“Hear you do what?”

“Precisely.”

“We’ve got to be downtown tomorrow. I’m going to wear that short set. You know, the ones with the buttons.”

“Of course. I’ll wear my set, too.”

She sipped her smoothie. TSL looked at her with the sight of a seer. It was as if he could predict her future. He noticed her mouth drop slightly. She continued to straw the juicy, fruity bits from her health smoothie. He finished his. She soon followed. They worked like the mechanisms to power a wristwatch.

“Alright, we have to map out the rest of the tour and make sure we have all of the wherewithal to continue on our journey. We have to keep going with the same amount of aplomb that we’ve been showing ever since we started,” Julisia said.

“First, we have to chart the circuit.”

“The circuit?”

“The cake and champagne circuit. Birthday parties, bar and bat mitzvahs, weddings, all of that. Those are lucrative as well.”

“Yes, you’re right. We have to be aware of those opportunities as well. When we take the time to realize the money we can get if we do those shows and also complete the tour we’re currently completing.”

“I’m saying we should also remember we’re snitches, too. We can make a good coin off of that game as well.”

“I’ll never forget that we have the capacity to become the unknown crusaders who stop crimes as they’re happening. We get that cash from that.”

“That’s right.”