RP with supermarketsam | New York, New York... again
Tim was lying sprawled on his back on the hotel bed, shirtless, legs hanging over the end as re-runs of Cops played on the little TV mounted on the wall. He was throwing peanuts up in the air and catching them in his mouth with ease. The interview was over and done with, and they would be home-bound by plane tomorrow afternoon. So far, Tim hadn't relly spoken much about the interview. He told Sam it 'Wen't alright' and that was about the extent of it. They were going to be calling him in the morning with their answer.
He reached over blindly and scooped up a fresh handful of nuts from the bag as the Cops theme song started to play for the next episode. So much for making the most of the City that never sleeps.
He reached over blindly and scooped up a fresh handful of nuts from the bag as the Cops theme song started to play for the next episode. So much for making the most of the City that never sleeps.