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The weather doesn't look so hot.
Tyra's in the rec room because she's got not desire to get caught in the rain at all, so she's in the rec-room. Her and Tim used to play a lot of pool back in Dillon, and the pool table's looking sort of lonely, so Tyra figures she'll play herself.
You wouldn't credit it but maybe she's starting to miss Dillon, just a little bit. So she closes her eyes, pool cue in hand, and she imagines being in the diner, at a table with Tim, Jason and Lyra at the booth across from them, Smash makin' so much noise that he might as well have been on the damn table.
Maybe she doesn't miss Dillon. Maybe it's just the people that she misses.
She rolls her eyes, bends over the table and takes her shot.
And misses.
"Shit."
Tyra's in the rec room because she's got not desire to get caught in the rain at all, so she's in the rec-room. Her and Tim used to play a lot of pool back in Dillon, and the pool table's looking sort of lonely, so Tyra figures she'll play herself.
You wouldn't credit it but maybe she's starting to miss Dillon, just a little bit. So she closes her eyes, pool cue in hand, and she imagines being in the diner, at a table with Tim, Jason and Lyra at the booth across from them, Smash makin' so much noise that he might as well have been on the damn table.
Maybe she doesn't miss Dillon. Maybe it's just the people that she misses.
She rolls her eyes, bends over the table and takes her shot.
And misses.
"Shit."