“If you want to destroy my sweater,” he muttered under his breath, but she didn’t hear him.
Eli sat on the edge of a faded velvet sofa, his back against the wall. He felt like a loose thread in a room full of tightly woven patterns. To his left, a girl he barely knew was shouting a story about her roommate over the thump of a bassline. Weezer – Undone (The Sweater Song)
As he walked toward the kitchen for a drink, the thread caught on a door handle. He kept walking. A thin blue line began to stretch across the hallway. People stepped over it. Some didn't notice. A guy in a leather jacket tripped, swore, and kicked the string aside. “If you want to destroy my sweater,” he
The party was too loud, too hot, and smelled like cheap beer and clove cigarettes. To his left, a girl he barely knew
He was standing under a streetlamp, half-dressed and shivering, but the air finally felt easy to breathe. He looked back at the house. The party was still going, but he was gone. He was just a naked wire, finally unhooked from the wall. If you'd like to , let me know: Should I focus more on the dialogue between Eli and Maya ?