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“Four hours?”

She questioned, amazed at my devotion to the dying cause. It wasn’t that bad a drive, just a stretch up Route 55.

I smiled halfheartedly, and replied “Four and a half, I’d say. Always need time for those stops along the way, right?” She laughed, letting me see a smile I’ve become acquainted to over the course of the show. She raised up her cigarette to take another hit, I felt a drop of water hit my forehead. “You gonna miss it all?”

I took out my phone to check the time, before putting it right back and replying “The broken amps? The out of tune guitars? It’s music at it’s rawest AND purest. Guess we’ll always have the vinyls, eh?” I sighed and pulled my pack of cigarettes from my pocket, then turned back to her and asked “You got a light?”

She smiled again and pulled out her Zippo, lighting the smoke in my mouth.

“Maybe we can start a band, one day.” her sentence trailed off, the sarcasm dragging it to the depths.

I laughed, taking a hit of my cigarette.

“Maybe.”

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  1. Avatar ElshaHawk (LoA)

    Took me a while to get into this one, I guess because the first sentence is broken awkwardly and the first couple paragraphs have a tone I was not expecting through their phrasing. But once I got to the end and figured out who they were and what they were doing, it all clicked into place and I could see it unfold. Then it was awesome, like walking into someone else’s dream; disorienting at first, but then displaying a fascinating snippet of life.

  2. Ahfl_icon THX 0477

    I like the tone here, the friendly melancholy as this phase of life seems to be coming to a close. It’s nice that the one person seems to have a plan, even if it involves a bit of a drive. I liked it.

  3. Avatar HSAR

    I didn’t find it awfully clear who did the driving, but the atmosphere of reflection on good times gone by was carried nonetheless.

  4. Avatar 32 ^2

    Wow, you don’t feed us much, but that make’s me starve for more. That’s why I like it. This one tiny momentary, maybe a 2 minute exchange .

    I see these two in many different situations.

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