I thought hell was supposed to be HOT.

[xxx_nana]

When I woke up here, I thought I was DEAD.

The last thing I remember before waking up face down in the snow was being so drunk I could barely stand. Then I wake up here and some broad is telling me I have to go to school, write in this stupid thing - and that I can't go back home.

I need a cigarette.

Comments

[rain_of_bullets]

Being dead is boring. And there aren't so many obnoxious people.

[xxx_nana]

This is better than death. I guess.

[rain_of_bullets]

*shrug*

[xxx_nana]

Names Nana.

How bout you?

[rain_of_bullets]

Just a nobody.

[xxx_nana]

Oh yeah? Nobody-san?

Pleasure to meet you, Mr.Nobody.

[rain_of_bullets]

San...?

Sure.

[xxx_nana]

So, Mr.Nobody...

Do you know where there are any record stores around here?

[rain_of_bullets]

You ask a lot of questions... *shrug* You got me. I got here a few days ago and records...? Are about the least of my concerns.

[xxx_nana]

Music is my only concern.

Guess I'm one of the lucky ones, huh?

[rain_of_bullets]

If you think so. Can't say I believe much in luck. I only seem to get the bad kind... What's so great about music?

[xxx_nana]

It's not really something you can explain to someone who doesn't care about it...

All I'm good at is singin', and it's all I care about doing...

[rain_of_bullets]

*shrug*

I'm not really good at anything... Huh.

[xxx_nana]

I'm sure you'll find something your passionate about, Mr. Nobody.

[rain_of_bullets]

Somehow I doubt it, though that doesn't keep people from telling me so anyway. They want me to take classes at that school. I don't even know where to start.

[xxx_nana]

I have to take classes too.

If you wanna sign up for some together, we could help each other.