Some days, he thinks it hurts more than his thumb, still strapped up and healing in the bone. For he first few days, he searched for her and the baby, but, pretty soon, he stopped searching. There isn't much left of her at all; nothing to really remember her by. He searches her house from top to bottom, lies down on her bed for a while but doesn
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Today, someone's there. Someone he doesn't recognize. But anyone who's curled up on a couch and willingly watching St. Elmo's Fire can't be too bad, so Hurley moves over toward him, just close enough to drift a shadow over his face as he looks down and says, "I'm still not sure I really buy Demi Moore as crazy-coke-habit-chick, but Rob Lowe's cool."
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"So why the 80s movies?" he asked. Maybe the guy has reasons like Hurley's, maybe not. But he wants to know other people's business; it's just the way he is.
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Kind of the same reason he loves Starship.
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"The whole, shit goes down, world falls apart, sort of thing. Like, shifting paradigms or whatever. You can't go back, but you can keep moving forward, right? Although action movies are better. I like it when there's, you know, a hero. That you can get behind for the whole movie. But slice-of-life stuff is cool too." He mumbles, stopping himself before he goes too off-topic.
"So, I'm Hurley. I live ..." He waved a hand generally around in the air. "Somewhere. I'm not too great at getting around yet."
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