Oct 16, 2006 12:04
The door to Mike's bedroom is closed.
Behind it, the brotherly vigil continues.
On this side of it, Indy is lounging morosely on the couch with Stampy; both watching something suitably inane on television. Indy may not be able to grip things properly, but he can still punch buttons on the remote control. Thank heavens for small mercies, especially in the light of Mel's front door discovery this morning, and her subsequent departure for (ever?) God knows how long.
Except, is it really a mercy when neither human nor tinyphant are properly focused on the screen in the first place?