Page 150 of Nearly Roadkill
—S.
The dragnet was closing in. But guess what America’s most wanted were doing. Hee hee.
*** You are in room “The Shore” ***
Winc:::sitting on the beach, watching the waves, turning to you and smiling::
Scratch:Hi.
Winc:?
Scratch:It’s happening.
Winc:::carefully:: It? ::folding arms around knees, watching the water::
Scratch:::waving at news bulletins:: The rally. The buzz. The happening.
Winc:::nodding:: Momentum’s building!
Scratch:I wanna hide. Have I mentioned I don’t do crowds well?
Private Message to Scratch
Toobe:Thousands and thousands of people at The Rally, you guys (I’m double PMing you).
Private Message to Winc
Toobe:Thousands and thousands of people at The Rally, you guys (I’m double PMing you).
Scratch:I have a question. Hope it won’t offend. Can’t censor anything right now.
Winc:It’s fine. What?
Private Message to Winc
Toobe:They’re all talking about you!
Private Message to Scratch
Toobe:They’re all talking about you!
Scratch:Acccccckkkkkkk!
Winc:Don’t worry, hon.
Private Message to Toobe
Winc:Great news, honey! But a little overwhelming just now. Can you hold off a bit?
Toobe:Sure thing! I’m sorry.
Winc:No, I really want to know, but Scratch is a little publicity-shy.
Toobe:::smacking forehead:: I forgot about that.
Winc:::continuing to stroke your hair, listening::
Scratch:How can you be so womanly, when you lived so long as man?
