Putting Off the Inevitable

We lie on the couch, wilted and sweltering, idly stroking the screens of our devices, playing meaningless games while the television drones away the evening.

"Should I put the AC in the window?" I ask the room. The cat looks up, slits her eyes in our direction, and lays her head back on the rug, exhausted with us.

"We won't need it after tonight, this week," Katie says, "but it is kind of inevitable."