The Monday

This will be like today. The rain will fall heavily, but you'll be stuck inside, totally sheltered and disgustingly dry. At your work desk, you'll be in two minds —your Weather Eroded Small Pyramid Mind, and your Spherical Semi-Shaded Mind. They will talk to each other through an invisibly hung studio microphone, and this will confuse you, party because you are not in a studio, but mostly because it's invisible and you can see inside of your skull. Also, somewhere around you will be grey carpet, but you won’t care so much about that. 

Illustration by Roberta Cicerone.

The Fairy Tail

Fairy Tail was just a baby tail with no actual body attached.  Whenever she’d go out to the bar for some drinks, her friends would be like ‘hey, F-Tizzle, let’s get CRUNK’. But she really couldn’t drink that much because her tail would only soak up so much alcohol before it just dripped, dripped, dripped off again. Sometimes she’d get embarrassed about all the puddles she’d leave behind, but most of the time she’d just think, hey, I don’t have a heart or a fully functioning brain so what the fuck do I care?