Jan 29, 2006 03:25
I'd kill for a plate of sushi from that place right around the corner from my apartment in Paris and a new issue of Cosmo right about now. Not that I'm liable to come across either one of those things while stuck on this hellhole of an island. Sure Sayid manages to find a new pair of shoes for me once and awhile but it's not exactly Neiman Marcus. That's really only an expression anyway. Even if I did find Neiman Marcus on the other side of the island I'm not sure that I could actually kill anyone to get inside of it. Probably.
God, Boone would just love this too and I can already see that smug little expression on his face. The one that usually sends me flying into a temper tantrum that I just can't avoid. What can I say? My brother has that effect on me. He just makes me so irate sometimes and despite popular belief? No. I'm not about to say that I'd kill my brother. Although he can be just as much a drama queen as I can and I think he might say that I already have. That's just his own temper tantrum.
Despite all of our usual theatrics, I would kill for him. If I ever thought he was really in trouble? I would do whatever I had to do for a couple of reasons. I don't think I can handle losing him again. Not after my father died and Boone started taking care of me. Just a phone call from the other side of the world and he was on the first plane to rescue me. He's the only person I've ever really been able to count on, even if I haven't always been completely honest with him.
He would laugh in my face if I ever said so outloud but one day? I'm going to rescue him.