parlor static

Parlor static smells and feels just like the notes. It smells like a place that I've never been - it only exists in my mind... So let me explain my vision. A cute parlor, just as the beautiful label art suggests. I just got done dancing with my favorite person. Its late at night, and this is the only spot open. We walk in, and it's empty (perfect). The music is old, and scratchy, like it's playing from a juke box. Orange sherbet, which I don't usually like, but tonight it sounds good. We sit down in the red leather booths, and it's cold. Its the best night I've had in a while.