Come see my garden of magic.

"To little old me? Not much, just a treacherous little piece of paper, is all. You didn’t hear? It was all over the news… or maybe it wasn’t, for you."

(Not that I care anymore, even if this guy knows. I’ve been disbarred for years now.)

"… I know what you mean. It’s not pathetic to realize that."

(… Trucy… I hope she’s doing ok… …)

"I didn't, dude. I've been in and out of the hospital over the past few years, I haven't really been up to date regarding a lot of stuff."

"It's pathetic in a way. It took me so long to realize I had to be grateful for what I have. I'm grateful for the limbs I've managed to keep. Mmh." He made an audible noise as his fingers stroked through the small cat's fur.

"Why do you only have one eye showing…? Did…did a foul being gouge the other one out?"

Oh, and all our favorite Cali phrases are here too, such as ”the most smooth”, “rad,” and sw-

…s-swood?

THEY JUST COULDN’T STOP ME, I’m j- I’M GOING ALL UP ON THE ROOFTOPS

SWOOD THIS! SWOOOOOD THAT

"Oh."

(… How’d I miss something like that? Oh, well. I can’t imagine him doing much anymore, but… he’s crafty, or was.)

"Even if I, or he, wanted to do something, We'd be unable. I need help just moving around nowadays."

"And it's.."

"A long story, dude. Shoe didn't do it. The real question is, what the hell happened to you."

He'd carefully trace his fingers over Shoe's back, smiling as Shoe rolls over to paw at his fingers.

mattengarden

"I got what I deserved--I mean, i'm rendered to a wheelchair. I can't do much damage anymore, now can I."