@lowplacez sent . . . " Cmon, C'MON! You're fucking around and we've got a train to catch! " [ loud clapping to get Dude's attention ; he's DEADASS about the train ... ]
❝ What ? What's that . . . noise ? ❞ His head turns in quick, exaggerated sweeps — left & right — deliberately playing oblivious. ❝ Sounds like . . . butterfly wings flapping. ❞ Dude gives it a couple more glances for good measure, really committing to the bit. His eyes narrow ( like they can even be seen ) brows furrowing in play confusion. And then his gaze finally dips down, meeting with the clapping zombie's.
❝ Oh ! It's you ! ❞ As if he didn't already know.
A beat.
❝ Alright . . . so uh . . . how is this gonna work ? ❞ There's not a lick of concern in his voice when he asks that. A casual tone one would use when asking about a game of ball. ❝ Do I get on right before the train shows up, or . . . do I just stay tied there for a looooong time until one eventually rolls through ? ❞












