"Oh good." That meant he could relax for a little while at least. It was good to relax sometimes. Shintaro shook the angry ropes off, twisting his head down through his shoulders and out through his toes. There was time for that later. Then he dug into his bag and bought out a baggie of banana chips that he'd stolen from Takani's desk drawer. There was nothing in the world better than banana chips but he set the bag in the cup holder between them so the man could have some, too.
He kicked his feet as he munched, thumping them against the underside of the dashboard. And he hummed a song he'd heard a long time ago. Something from TV. He hadn't seen TV in a long time. He hadn't seen anything fun in a long time. He wondered what it would be like to watch a movie again and be hands deep in buttery popcorn. That kind of life was for kids though.
It was like that song that he saw. He forgot most of the words, but the first ones always stuck with him.
I'm overcome with tears and don't know what to do...
Oh wait...he knew the next ones... what was it....
"I wish I could erase the pain for you," he murmured. But you couldn't do that by slitting someone's throat. Ahh, but he was supposed to be relaxing. He pressed his forehead to the window. Smushed his face against the glass. It was cool because of the airconditioner so it was strange to think the outside was hot.
"Hey look, look, Shishou an Ox!" he said as they passed by a low rice feild and one lone lady behind a bony old ox. "Do you think Ox are nice? Do you think that's fun? It looks like fun. I want to stand in a rice field like that. I think the water would feel great today."
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Date: 2012-06-23 04:49 am (UTC)He kicked his feet as he munched, thumping them against the underside of the dashboard. And he hummed a song he'd heard a long time ago. Something from TV. He hadn't seen TV in a long time. He hadn't seen anything fun in a long time. He wondered what it would be like to watch a movie again and be hands deep in buttery popcorn. That kind of life was for kids though.
It was like that song that he saw. He forgot most of the words, but the first ones always stuck with him.
I'm overcome with tears and don't know what to do...
Oh wait...he knew the next ones... what was it....
"I wish I could erase the pain for you," he murmured. But you couldn't do that by slitting someone's throat. Ahh, but he was supposed to be relaxing. He pressed his forehead to the window. Smushed his face against the glass. It was cool because of the airconditioner so it was strange to think the outside was hot.
"Hey look, look, Shishou an Ox!" he said as they passed by a low rice feild and one lone lady behind a bony old ox. "Do you think Ox are nice? Do you think that's fun? It looks like fun. I want to stand in a rice field like that. I think the water would feel great today."