((like a story to a friend, In Which Max is Used to Monologing))
So. Normal gets this invitation in the mail, see, but he’s got all this conspiracy-theorist bullshit running amok in his head right now (he blames Eyes Only. I blame the fact that he was undoubtedly dropped on his head as a baby.) so he decided to send one of his wonderful Jam Pony messengers off to investigate.
‘Could be dangerous!’ he says. ‘Might meet some freaks!’
… Shows what he knows.
Anyways. I arm-wrestled Alec for the chance to see the sights. I figure, hey, girl’s gotta have some adventure in her life, right? It's been so long since I've been off my run, I was having trouble remembering what the rest of the city even looked like.
I won. No contest. And now I’m seriously wishing I hadn’t felt the need to crush his poor, masculine ego, because apparently we can’t get out of this hotel. Not that I'd wish being trapped in a hotel with no way out on Alec, either. Even if he is a jerk.
Well, it’s not so bad. Somebody’s giving away free hot chocolate, and hey, I consider myself full within my rights to demand backpay from Normal later. Might get some time off out of the deal.
Only thing I don't like so far?
The only thing I've got with me is my messenger bag. Which means no clean undies, and with no idea of how long I'm gonna be here, that whole prospect? Isn't so great.
... Well, I'll think of something. Gotta bounce!
‘Could be dangerous!’ he says. ‘Might meet some freaks!’
… Shows what he knows.
Anyways. I arm-wrestled Alec for the chance to see the sights. I figure, hey, girl’s gotta have some adventure in her life, right? It's been so long since I've been off my run, I was having trouble remembering what the rest of the city even looked like.
I won. No contest. And now I’m seriously wishing I hadn’t felt the need to crush his poor, masculine ego, because apparently we can’t get out of this hotel. Not that I'd wish being trapped in a hotel with no way out on Alec, either. Even if he is a jerk.
Well, it’s not so bad. Somebody’s giving away free hot chocolate, and hey, I consider myself full within my rights to demand backpay from Normal later. Might get some time off out of the deal.
Only thing I don't like so far?
The only thing I've got with me is my messenger bag. Which means no clean undies, and with no idea of how long I'm gonna be here, that whole prospect? Isn't so great.
... Well, I'll think of something. Gotta bounce!