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Jude had waited as patiently as he could, for Lucy's sake and for his own. She'd been living a different life from him for a while, she'd need time to deal with his reappearance in her life. That was fair. For him, he was still trying to wrap his head round this whole new world he found himself in, a world that was confusing and strange and impossible and yet irrefutable. So he'd told himself it was best to wait, at least a few weeks.
After more than a week of not seeing her, of missing her eyes, her smile, her hair that was like sunlight, his resolve had wavered and he decided he'd waited long enough. He looked up her address--and discovered that this whole time she'd been just one building away. He'd laughed at that, at the fact that they could have run into each other at any time and just hadn't. There was no significance to the fact, really, it was just funny how life worked sometimes.
It was early yet, so he decided to kill some time and take an offering with him. He ran to a nearby café for a coffee and pastry for her, and tea for himself. Then he made his way to her door at what he hoped was a reasonable hour and rapped at it smartly, beverage in each hand and the paper sack with her breakfast clasped in his teeth, half-covering the grin of anticipation that he couldn't stop as he waited to see her again.
After more than a week of not seeing her, of missing her eyes, her smile, her hair that was like sunlight, his resolve had wavered and he decided he'd waited long enough. He looked up her address--and discovered that this whole time she'd been just one building away. He'd laughed at that, at the fact that they could have run into each other at any time and just hadn't. There was no significance to the fact, really, it was just funny how life worked sometimes.
It was early yet, so he decided to kill some time and take an offering with him. He ran to a nearby café for a coffee and pastry for her, and tea for himself. Then he made his way to her door at what he hoped was a reasonable hour and rapped at it smartly, beverage in each hand and the paper sack with her breakfast clasped in his teeth, half-covering the grin of anticipation that he couldn't stop as he waited to see her again.
I am the Walrus, goo goo ga joob
Saturday, 7 June 2014 00:59The last twenty-four hours were a psychedelic blur. Jude vaguely remembered the party at Dr. Robert's agent's loft, drinking the pink punch that had started all of this, and listening to the man--sing? He was pretty sure there'd been singing and a lot of nonsense, but at the time it had all seemed to make sense. He remembered taking Lucy into one of the bedrooms, and that had been transcendental, but the decision to join Dr. Robert on his road trip...that part he didn't remember as well. It had seemed like a grand idea, and so they'd all gone, he and Max and Lucy and Sadie and JoJo, and it had been an extension of the party, laughing and music and colors and sounds and sensations.
Night had turned to day, and the bus had kept on driving. He remembered going out onto the top as it sped down the road, Lucy held against him as they reveled in the rush of wind past them. And now...where were they now? He still wasn't entirely down from the trip, but he'd sobered up enough to at least realize the bus had come to a stop. He smiled at Lucy without a word and carefully got to his feet, ready to find out where they were now.
Descending the steps of the bus, he blinked when the grassy field he'd seen through the windows was no longer there. Now it was a busy train station, and the bus had become a train. His friends had disappeared, as well, and he smiled and shook his head. Right, so he wasn't quite done tripping yet, it seemed. "That was some punch," he laughingly told a stranger as they moved past, giving him a suspicious look. He supposed they'd just have to take his word for it. Now he just needed to find the others again. He was sure he would, sooner or later. It was fine, everything was more than fine. I am me as you are he as you are me as we are all together, after all.
Night had turned to day, and the bus had kept on driving. He remembered going out onto the top as it sped down the road, Lucy held against him as they reveled in the rush of wind past them. And now...where were they now? He still wasn't entirely down from the trip, but he'd sobered up enough to at least realize the bus had come to a stop. He smiled at Lucy without a word and carefully got to his feet, ready to find out where they were now.
Descending the steps of the bus, he blinked when the grassy field he'd seen through the windows was no longer there. Now it was a busy train station, and the bus had become a train. His friends had disappeared, as well, and he smiled and shook his head. Right, so he wasn't quite done tripping yet, it seemed. "That was some punch," he laughingly told a stranger as they moved past, giving him a suspicious look. He supposed they'd just have to take his word for it. Now he just needed to find the others again. He was sure he would, sooner or later. It was fine, everything was more than fine. I am me as you are he as you are me as we are all together, after all.