@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 ... ]
β What ? What's that . . . noise ? β His head turns in quick, exaggerated sweeps β left & right β deliberately playing oblivious. β Sounds like . . . butterfly wings flapping. β 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.
β Oh ! It's you ! β As if he didn't already know.
A beat.
β Alright . . . so uh . . . how is this gonna work ? β 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. β 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 ? β









