12-15-2008, 11:51 PM
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It wasn't every day that Corona heard someone coming up behind her. The last time someone had, it had been in that dingy hospital where she had been mistaken for the very man who she spied out by glancing over her shoulders to make sure it wasn't a repeat offence. Corona didn't quite make out the guitar strapped to his back at first, though as she slowed down to even out their paces, she noticed it. Smiling faintly, she only shrugged in response to his words.
“I guess so,” she said lamely, “there wasn't much to do around there today. So here I am.” Once again, he seemed well. Definitely better than the last time she had seen him, anyway. “Nice guitar you've got there, though. I didn't know you knew how to play it too,” but maybe it wasn't so different than the violin. Which naturally played away to memories she hadn't thought about for a long time, and that lead her to silently wonder if he still played it too.
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let the dogs bite at your ankles
It wasn't every day that Corona heard someone coming up behind her. The last time someone had, it had been in that dingy hospital where she had been mistaken for the very man who she spied out by glancing over her shoulders to make sure it wasn't a repeat offence. Corona didn't quite make out the guitar strapped to his back at first, though as she slowed down to even out their paces, she noticed it. Smiling faintly, she only shrugged in response to his words.
“I guess so,” she said lamely, “there wasn't much to do around there today. So here I am.” Once again, he seemed well. Definitely better than the last time she had seen him, anyway. “Nice guitar you've got there, though. I didn't know you knew how to play it too,” but maybe it wasn't so different than the violin. Which naturally played away to memories she hadn't thought about for a long time, and that lead her to silently wonder if he still played it too.
let the sunshine burn your eyes