MCA #1, Thursday Morning/The Clearing, Michigan, July 1983
Sometimes it goes like this:
Henry wakes up in his apartment, shivers through his run, and loops back to his apartment. And, just as he duffs his t-shirt and leans over the shower to get the water really hot, he gets woozy.
It's been so long that it takes him a second to recognize the feeling.
Before he can do more than realize he's about to leave he's gone, and then he's throwing up in a field, but it's almost okay -- the sun is glorious on his back, and a scrawny preteen Clare is galloping through the grass toward him.
And as he smiles at her, he thinks: My water bill for this month is going to be murder.
[OOC: NFB, NFI, OOC = love.]
Henry wakes up in his apartment, shivers through his run, and loops back to his apartment. And, just as he duffs his t-shirt and leans over the shower to get the water really hot, he gets woozy.
It's been so long that it takes him a second to recognize the feeling.
Before he can do more than realize he's about to leave he's gone, and then he's throwing up in a field, but it's almost okay -- the sun is glorious on his back, and a scrawny preteen Clare is galloping through the grass toward him.
And as he smiles at her, he thinks: My water bill for this month is going to be murder.
[OOC: NFB, NFI, OOC = love.]