http://sorrydontsuitme.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] sorrydontsuitme.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] sorrydontsuitme 2007-12-12 09:24 pm (UTC)

Damn: no voices. But at least he got her to read to him and he has to admit he likes the sound of her voice, the way it rolls over the words all sweet and sassy.

If it turns out they do get stuck back on Craphole Island, at least he knows he's got some daydreams to occupy his time. Maybe he'll smuggle back just a couple extra magazines anyhow. Tear the dates off the front covers, 'cause at this point, ain't no one gonna scrutinize some old tabloid in the middle of his stash.

That decided, he takes a look in his closet at the grimy shirt, the ripped-up jeans, the don't-fit-me-nohow sneakers he was wearing when he got here. Seems almost a damn shame to put them back on, but he will.

Tomorrow.

And he'll bring the pills and tuck his gun away nice and neat in his waistband.

And tonight, he's going to feast his eyes on the best damn food he can order, and watch as much damn TV as his eyes can stand. Might be a long time till he gets to spend time on those two simple pleasures again.

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