idris ; monday ft
It had been an unremarkable few weeks back in Idris. Flick had been pleased to see Simon and George but other than that, everything remained the same. Cartwright remained insufferable and Flick was almost pleased to see that. It just meant things were status quo, back to normal, back to the grind.
Most people were out at some party tonight but Flick had begged off, not wanting to do anything. His head hurt and he still felt terrible about how things had been left with Isabelle. He'd started a few letters but hadn't sent anything. It had been quiet. No communication. Flick had stared at his unworking phone for hours sometimes and then put it away in disgust.
He considered going out for a walk but sitting there in his uncomfortable bed won out. He sighed and closed his eyes. Maybe, if he was lucky, he'd fall asleep.
[NFB but open for the girl]
Most people were out at some party tonight but Flick had begged off, not wanting to do anything. His head hurt and he still felt terrible about how things had been left with Isabelle. He'd started a few letters but hadn't sent anything. It had been quiet. No communication. Flick had stared at his unworking phone for hours sometimes and then put it away in disgust.
He considered going out for a walk but sitting there in his uncomfortable bed won out. He sighed and closed his eyes. Maybe, if he was lucky, he'd fall asleep.
[NFB but open for the girl]