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Super-Earth
- Joined
- Oct 19, 2009
- Location
- Virginia Beach
Jason was hungry.
There was more to it, of course, but that was what it boiled down to. Being hungry.
Unfortunately, there was never anything open in this part of town when the hunger became this unbearable. It was, like, Murphy's Law on appetites, or something.
"Nothing's ever available except when you're fully satiated."
But it didn't matter. The only thing that mattered was picking up the birthday girl and taking her out for a special evening of fun and dancing and making each other laugh. Jason hoped she was in the mood to be up all night, 'cause he knew he was.
Of course, he pretty much always was, but that was neither here nor there, as they say.
He stood upright for a moment, then ducked hs body forward at the waist and shook his sandy brown hair out. Jason popped himself back erect and straightened his clothes, smoothing them out and making sure any wrinkles looked purposeful and sort of artsy instead of just sloppy and slovenly.
"I hope she's not too upset with me for being away," he remarked to the stuffed animals that lined the long wall of the room he was in. "It was just time for me to take a break. And we wouldn't want break time to interfere with our friendship, would we?"
He through on a light weight sports jacket and headed out. The sky was mostly empty of clouds, but there was a touch of fog along the ground and the setting sun made for lots of orange-reds and red-purples through both sky and fog. Jason liked this time of the year for no other reason than that it had such short days.
He had always been a night owl, even before his schedule had made him become so.
Shortly afterwards, Jason walked up a well-known driveway, hopscotched his way across the flagstones leading to the porch over the lush green lawn, and knocked on a very familiar door. Oh, she's not expecting me. Hope she's home.
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There was more to it, of course, but that was what it boiled down to. Being hungry.
Unfortunately, there was never anything open in this part of town when the hunger became this unbearable. It was, like, Murphy's Law on appetites, or something.
"Nothing's ever available except when you're fully satiated."
But it didn't matter. The only thing that mattered was picking up the birthday girl and taking her out for a special evening of fun and dancing and making each other laugh. Jason hoped she was in the mood to be up all night, 'cause he knew he was.
Of course, he pretty much always was, but that was neither here nor there, as they say.
He stood upright for a moment, then ducked hs body forward at the waist and shook his sandy brown hair out. Jason popped himself back erect and straightened his clothes, smoothing them out and making sure any wrinkles looked purposeful and sort of artsy instead of just sloppy and slovenly.
"I hope she's not too upset with me for being away," he remarked to the stuffed animals that lined the long wall of the room he was in. "It was just time for me to take a break. And we wouldn't want break time to interfere with our friendship, would we?"
He through on a light weight sports jacket and headed out. The sky was mostly empty of clouds, but there was a touch of fog along the ground and the setting sun made for lots of orange-reds and red-purples through both sky and fog. Jason liked this time of the year for no other reason than that it had such short days.
He had always been a night owl, even before his schedule had made him become so.
Shortly afterwards, Jason walked up a well-known driveway, hopscotched his way across the flagstones leading to the porch over the lush green lawn, and knocked on a very familiar door. Oh, she's not expecting me. Hope she's home.
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