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pursuedthestars) wrote2014-05-17 08:06 pm
pursuedthestars) wrote2014-05-17 08:06 pm
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Iowa | Saturday [FT]
Jim spent as little time at home as he could. While things had gotten better with his mother, the fact that Frank was still there made staying away an easy choice. The guy was older but he wasn't wiser. He was still a giant dickhead and Jim thought staying out all day and then sneaking in late at night to sleep made for a good use of his time.
Too bad his mom was already asking him about his future. He still didn't know and he still didn't want to think about it. At this point, Jim even recognized that as a problem. But, whatever. He'd walked his ass out to one of the many fields with a bottle of cheap booze. He'd plopped himself down in the field and was laying there, watching the night sky.
Pike's words slithered their way back into his head and Jim shut his eyes. It was only because he was looking up at the sky that he was even thinking about Pike and his dad and space. Once he went home, the thoughts would go away.
Or they wouldn't and he'd get annoyed again. That's what the booze was for, though!
[NFB but open for the various things that these posts are open for!]
Too bad his mom was already asking him about his future. He still didn't know and he still didn't want to think about it. At this point, Jim even recognized that as a problem. But, whatever. He'd walked his ass out to one of the many fields with a bottle of cheap booze. He'd plopped himself down in the field and was laying there, watching the night sky.
Pike's words slithered their way back into his head and Jim shut his eyes. It was only because he was looking up at the sky that he was even thinking about Pike and his dad and space. Once he went home, the thoughts would go away.
Or they wouldn't and he'd get annoyed again. That's what the booze was for, though!
[NFB but open for the various things that these posts are open for!]