Jimmy winced faintly as the everpresent music inside his head shifted. The movie in my mind. The dream they leave behind. A scene I can't erase. "What I don't have can be downloaded, thousands of vids to choose from. You name it, I've probably got it, considering."
Considering four people were gathering the links, with four very different sets of tastes. "Or there's a game on." And a tuner in his laptop to pick up the live broadcast. It wasn't football, not this time of year, but soccer would do, or baseball. In the absence of football, Jimmy wasn't entirely picky about which sport to have on.