Garden of Eden
A rather loopy Flowers sat against the back of blue base, in boxers, with a lit cigarette hanging from his lips. He wasn't smoking his treasured plants, but rather this cancer stick he had swiped from one of the rooms in the base, along with a lighter. Was he weening himself off the ganja, or what? Leonard didn't like his weed, and he didn't like Leo's drinking. Even after all the things on leave.
But it wasn't just a little midnight smoke. He was thinking about a couple of reds that had just up and vanished. When Church had fallen asleep, he slinked out and went to his little Garden of Eden, intent on wasting the night stoned as heck. Last minute left him with the cig's though. So now, here he was, smoking.
Contemplating where and why they left him.
[Scene for Caboose.]
But it wasn't just a little midnight smoke. He was thinking about a couple of reds that had just up and vanished. When Church had fallen asleep, he slinked out and went to his little Garden of Eden, intent on wasting the night stoned as heck. Last minute left him with the cig's though. So now, here he was, smoking.
Contemplating where and why they left him.
[Scene for Caboose.]