Here is what I heard sitting for 15 minutes in my living room:
- Hoban licking himself
- Cars coming off or going onto the drive
- Someone sneeze outside my window
- A door open in my hall
- My own breathing, soft
- A truck backing up somewhere near enough that I can hear, but far enough away that it's faint
- My clothes rubbing together and against my couch as I adjusted myself
- Typing (okay it was me doing this, but it still counts)
- A mechanical squeak from outside I couldn't identify (perhaps wheels on a shopping cart? Honestly, it sounded a bit like a swing, but that doesn't make any sense. Seriously, this squeak kept happening)
- Hoban's tags jingle
- Hoban catching his plastic bone that has little ghosts on it (yes I was throwing it)
- The sound of my fingers scratching at my scalp (yes, they were mine)
- My computer humming quietly
- A child delightfully calling out
- An adult cooing
- A child babbling
- The creak of a gate opening
- A car horn sounding just once
- The door of a car closing
- My fingers running through my hair
- A car horn sounding louder, more annoyed
- An airplane flying overhead
- Two car doors close in quick succession
- A metallic bang that I couldn't idenitfy
- A motorcycle revving
- What sounded like a vacuum in the alley
- Steps on the broken glass by the curb
- Another truck backing up faintly
(Prompt by Kimisha Cassidy)
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