elijah kane

Josie’s shoulders tensed up slightly at the random question directed her way, the blonde cursing in her head hoping it wasn’t a cop confronting her– Or even worse the jerk who owned the sign. “Well that might be true but my property was violated first. I don’t see how it’s okay to thread a sign through a bike chain to hold a sign up when it’s clearly not their bike. But what do I know?” She replied calmly, turning her head back to face her fate.

Eli gelt a tug at the corner of his lip, and a laugh beginning to build within his lungs. But the girls upset tone was enough to convince him to not bust out in laughter; she was being serious. "Here---" he said, taking out a pock knife from his jeans. "There----simple!"

“I think it kind of does! But I don’t remember you - or, you probably grew up as most of the familiar faces around has and I can’t quite notice it. I’m Louise, anyway.”

"That would be because I'm not from here. I mean--I didn't grow up here. This was more of a visiting place for me. But now I live here.----That made no sense. But -um I'm Eli!"

“It’s as if this place was stuck in time, huh? Still the same as when I left.”

"I believe they added a bit more rides to the amusement park--- doesn't that count?"

"Yeah actually--- down by the boardwalk they actually have a lot of little tourist shops. I'm sure you can find one there. Need somewhere to be? I could probably show you."

I really didn’t think I ordered all that much Chinese until the total came to almost sixty dollars and it took two tiny men to carry all of my food to the door. Welp. Here’s to…me.

"That actually sounds...hilarious. What do you mean by tiny men, though?"

“This better teach this creep to stop using my bike as a prop stand for his tacky real estate sign.” Josie muttered under her breath as she scribbled a mustache over the man’s face angrily with a sharpie.

"You know you're damaging private property, right?" Eli remarked quietly as he walked up to the girl. His steps were short and careful, not wanting to upset her even more by butting in.

"It shouldn't be that way. How can someone spend years with someone else and then there's a bump in the road, not even a bad bump, and all of a sudden they just back out and want to never see you or the bump again?" Eli's finished his drink in a single sip. Then he looked over at the brunette, 'Sorry---" he mumbled.

“Halloween being tomorrow, obviously!”

"Of course! Doing anything special?"

Eli looked over at the man and then back at his half empty glass. "No, I haven't----felt like I did though. To have someone there by your side, and then when things got tough---they just bail."

"Well something tells me this wasn't a very happy celebration if he got this drunk....." Eli grabbed his glass and took a sip, "then again I'm not one to say."

"Divorce?" Eli exclaimed, slightly raising his eyebrows. "I'm not convinced then that this is a celebration. How can someone drink all day?"

“That’s um, a book about the Japanese language, it looks like… which might be why you can’t read the title.”

"Right----can't read Japanese! Can you?"

“I believe it’s a vinyl record? Bee Gees if I’m correct.”

"Yours?"

“oh, uh, it’s just a few shitty recordings I did a few years ago. A friend back home wanted to hear some of my songs and I made a copy of the disc for me too…”

"What makes them shitty?"

“That’s the record I set out that I’m planning on buying.”

"Guessing you have a record player? I've been thinking of switching to these for a while now."