Michael Emerson (m_emerson) wrote in tangled_skeins, @ 2009-01-19 00:15:00 |
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Current mood: | working |
Who: Michael & OTA
When: Nighttime!
Where: Jackie's Gas Station.
What: Mike's paranoid, or is he?
Status: incomplete
The parcel had really really freaked him out. So much so that Jackie hadn't let him work in the shop since it arrived. He'd been out back, working on the various bikes and cars that were in for check-ups and repairs, and Jackie worked in the shop instead. Mike didn't mind. In fact, he was glad of the change, since he was able to get totally absorbed into the work and he didn't need to think about anything other than fan belts and spark plugs and oil changes.
He was seeing David everywhere now. Not just possible glimpses and maybe that was his bike, not now. It was David who'd been at that junction. It had to have been him, following him on his bike for three blocks when he finished his shift last night. There was no way it could have been anyone else sitting in that coffee shop down by the boardwalk. David was here, David had found him and everything was going to start all over again.
It was time to move on. Quit Jackie's, tell Mr. Timmo he was moving out and leave Nocturne behind. Thing was, he didn't want to. He kinda liked it here. The first place that had felt like home since... shit, since Phoenix, and he had to leave.