| Mitchell ( @ 2012-06-24 10:26:00 |
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| Entry tags: | !plot, {john mitchell, {maryanne walker |
Characters: Mitchell and Maryanne
When: Sunday morning
Location: Dining Room
Warnings/Rating: low/medium
Summary: Mitchell is still confused and Maryanne has her fun aka Mitchell meets a friend he doesn’t remember
Status: unfinished
It got less disturbing after you looked at it long enough. Grey, white and black seemed to get normal. And then you looked back. At the train, the coffee mug in your hand and everything was surreal once again. For Mitchell nothing made sense anymore. The nightmare had stayed. Nothing bad had happened. He couldn’t complain. But it was still wrong. Everything was wrong. There was still the voice that said that this couldn't be real. Yet, Annie had made him coffee. Somehow he thought that his presence unnerved her. Was it just because she remembered and he didn’t? Or was there something more? He wasn’t sure but was too afraid to ask. So he kept his distance and rather sat here on his own. His eyes wandered over the other people in car. Who else knew him? What did they know about him what he didn’t? Seconds, minutes, hours, days were missing. More than days.
Mitchell sipped at his coffee while his thoughts strayed to everything he could have done and every person he could have been.