original - i'm out of titles - g - july 09

[pocky_slash]

They were in the middle of some vast, empty field near a rest stop in Nebraska. The remains of their lunch were balled up in a trash bag, with Eddie's foot resting on top of it to keep it from blowing away. Asher was quiet, his head resting on Eddie's arm. He was quiet for seemed like the first time since they woke up. Eddie knew Asher, and he knew

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[ruffwriter]

Lovely little interlude in the trip. I liked how the quiet tone of the narrative was complemented by the undercurrent of uncertainty in Eddie and Asher. I love the different way they both react to this uncertainty, and they unspoken way they rely on each other. Also, Eddie's a writer! I love him more and more.