"How do you feel about the most important person to you?" ~360+ words
Sometimes he'd find himself in the couch, staring up on the ceiling for hours. He'd have a cigarette between his lips, the ashes from it falling onto his shirt, the couch, or the floor. He didn't really care, and the shirt he was wearing had too many stains for him to say it was technically new.
But, he'd like to clarify, he didn't think about his shirt while being a lazy ass on the couch. At the same time he wouldn't tell others what he thought about, or most specifically who he thought about.
Badou Nails thought about his brother a lot more than he should have for the sake of his own sanity. When he was a teenager, he felt like he was chasing his brother's shadow as it moved all over the city. Now that he was older and his brother was dead, Badou still felt like he was chasing a moving shadow. Sometimes he felt like he got a lead, that he finally caught up to his brother, only to realize having one working eye really did fuck with depth perception. Instead of getting a clue to who and what his brother really was doing and who he was, instead he would find cryptic messages and cigarette cartons.
Not that he minded the cigarettes. Maybe it was his brother's way of saying to chill the fuck out or take a break from things. Then there were times where he found the chocolate cigarettes, and he couldn't understand why his brother kept around. The chocolate cigarettes would melt in his hands before he knew it, making a huge mess.
Somehow he remembered the chocolate cigarettes more than the regular ones, just like the people who made a mess of his life. He remembered his brother telling him not to smoke, he remembered some man leaving him to die, he remembered Heine kicking him in the face, he remembered Mimi talking about how his jacket looked tacky, he remembered Mihai refusing to be his bodyguard. He remembered them all, and he couldn't put them in a little carton .
They just made a mess and left stains on his clothing and hands.
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"How do you feel about the most important person to you?" ~360+ words
Sometimes he'd find himself in the couch, staring up on the ceiling for hours. He'd have a cigarette between his lips, the ashes from it falling onto his shirt, the couch, or the floor. He didn't really care, and the shirt he was wearing had too many stains for him to say it was technically new.
But, he'd like to clarify, he didn't think about his shirt while being a lazy ass on the couch. At the same time he wouldn't tell others what he thought about, or most specifically who he thought about.
Badou Nails thought about his brother a lot more than he should have for the sake of his own sanity. When he was a teenager, he felt like he was chasing his brother's shadow as it moved all over the city. Now that he was older and his brother was dead, Badou still felt like he was chasing a moving shadow. Sometimes he felt like he got a lead, that he finally caught up to his brother, only to realize having one working eye really did fuck with depth perception. Instead of getting a clue to who and what his brother really was doing and who he was, instead he would find cryptic messages and cigarette cartons.
Not that he minded the cigarettes. Maybe it was his brother's way of saying to chill the fuck out or take a break from things. Then there were times where he found the chocolate cigarettes, and he couldn't understand why his brother kept around. The chocolate cigarettes would melt in his hands before he knew it, making a huge mess.
Somehow he remembered the chocolate cigarettes more than the regular ones, just like the people who made a mess of his life. He remembered his brother telling him not to smoke, he remembered some man leaving him to die, he remembered Heine kicking him in the face, he remembered Mimi talking about how his jacket looked tacky, he remembered Mihai refusing to be his bodyguard. He remembered them all, and he couldn't put them in a little carton .
They just made a mess and left stains on his clothing and hands.
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