Nov 28, 2004 12:28
The car honks loudly. The driver shouts something.
He doesn’t care though, just continues walking. Not because there’s somewhere he needs to be. Not because there’s someone waiting for him. But because he can’t stay still. He needs to keep moving. Forward, backward... it doesn’t really matter to him. As long as he’s heading somewhere.
“Hey, Echolls!”
The voice is familiar but he doesn’t stop. There’s the sound of running and then suddenly someone’s walking next him.
Someone wearing a wife-beater and a dozen or so tattoos too many.
“You lost or something?”
“Yeah.” He laughs harsly. “Or something.”
author: whipper,
logan,
challenge seven