Disneyland's Blue Bayou Restaurant (Call Off Your Ghost)
Posted: Tue Jan 22, 2019 6:01 am
Last night, old friend, big wedding and I knew you'd be there, look at us, all grown up, collared shirts and high heel shoes
(Ami Flynn continued from A Manic Depressive Named Laughing Boy.)
Ami was really tired when she left the field, so she decided to take a nap in one of the school buses out in the parking lot. She slept for a few hours. When Ami finally woke up, she didn't feel rested. Quite the contrary. She felt stiff and aching, like an gear that's gone ages without being greased. She sat up on the hard seat, hair falling over her face. It took her a minute to remember where she was, another to remember what she had done, a third to remember that she left her machine gun but kept Maynard's, and the fourth was spent flashing back to that one time where she said she was going to kill herself but really she was just full of hot air, or shit, or both. Ami didn't care what she was full of, she was full of something. She wanted to get up but she found herself wondering. What was the point in living when everything was just going to get worse from here on out? She only pondered this for a few minutes before she forced herself to get up. Her back cracked when she stretched. It made her wince.
(Ami Flynn continued from A Manic Depressive Named Laughing Boy.)
4:10 PM
Ami was really tired when she left the field, so she decided to take a nap in one of the school buses out in the parking lot. She slept for a few hours. When Ami finally woke up, she didn't feel rested. Quite the contrary. She felt stiff and aching, like an gear that's gone ages without being greased. She sat up on the hard seat, hair falling over her face. It took her a minute to remember where she was, another to remember what she had done, a third to remember that she left her machine gun but kept Maynard's, and the fourth was spent flashing back to that one time where she said she was going to kill herself but really she was just full of hot air, or shit, or both. Ami didn't care what she was full of, she was full of something. She wanted to get up but she found herself wondering. What was the point in living when everything was just going to get worse from here on out? She only pondered this for a few minutes before she forced herself to get up. Her back cracked when she stretched. It made her wince.