Waking Thoughts
Just thought I'd get what I could of this out before I have to leave for school.... It's a farewell letter from Gear to Static (yeah, I know. Weird, huh? Why in hell would I be writing Static Shock stuff? I don't know, I really don't. I just woke up with it in my head.).
[as yet untitled]
Virg,
I'm not going to be able to make it to the game this weekend. Or to the one next weekend, or the one after. Something's come up, and I can't stick around any longer. There's a box on the counter in my workstation. It's yours. Sorry I can't give you the other JSD tape; I lent it to a friend, and it was still in his VCR when he threw it out a window. (Shattered a coffee cup on top of it, too - a full one.) Watch it with someone that'll do you good. A good voice recording ought to do.
I really wish I didn't have to leave things like this. Don't try to contact me, it'll just get you in trouble. Take care of yourself.
I guess this is goodbye,
Richie
[Whoa....most definitely weird o.O;; That wasn't quite how it went in the dream. Now I wish I'd just scribbled it down instead of waiting to get dressed first...but whatever. I've kinda got a plot going now, too. Maybe this'll really turn into something...but I doubt it...]
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