just a random thought written down.
"So I met Ben yesterday."
Sam raises his hand at the startled movement on his right, eyes fixated on the floor.
"He didn't realize I knew it was him. I think."
Silence fills the air, thickens, twists and turns it into something he can barely breathe in.
"Just because he wears your face-- that doesn't make it you."
He frowns.
"Not by a long shot."
Sam raises his hand at the startled movement on his right, eyes fixated on the floor.
"He didn't realize I knew it was him. I think."
Silence fills the air, thickens, twists and turns it into something he can barely breathe in.
"Just because he wears your face-- that doesn't make it you."
He frowns.
"Not by a long shot."