Moshers in the Rain
And This City Is Overrun With Traffic
"Hey Matt, I am gonna leave, do you want to come?" Brody said as she avoided looking in his eyes.
"Yeah sure... maybe get cleaned up." Matt said as they walked in silence towards Brody's car.
The day was turning into night.
***
"So Brody, you mosh. When did ya start?" asked Matt, as he tried to break the awkward silence, in the car.
Brody giggled. "Yeah, I mosh. I started when I was 11." answer Brody as they enter the highway.
"When did you start moshing?" asked Brody.
"I was 12." yawned Matt, as he quietly fell asleep.
***
Brody didn't know what to do with the unconscious boy, in her front seat. She could let him stay in the car, and hope he doesn't freeze. Or try and carry him to her apartment. Or wake him up. She choose to wake him up.
"Hey Matt. Do you just want to crash at my place?" asked Brody as she shook him awake.
"Yeah.. Maybe take a shower," yawned Matt as he could mud in places where it wasn't suppose to be.
"Yeah sure... maybe get cleaned up." Matt said as they walked in silence towards Brody's car.
The day was turning into night.
***
"So Brody, you mosh. When did ya start?" asked Matt, as he tried to break the awkward silence, in the car.
Brody giggled. "Yeah, I mosh. I started when I was 11." answer Brody as they enter the highway.
"When did you start moshing?" asked Brody.
"I was 12." yawned Matt, as he quietly fell asleep.
***
Brody didn't know what to do with the unconscious boy, in her front seat. She could let him stay in the car, and hope he doesn't freeze. Or try and carry him to her apartment. Or wake him up. She choose to wake him up.
"Hey Matt. Do you just want to crash at my place?" asked Brody as she shook him awake.
"Yeah.. Maybe take a shower," yawned Matt as he could mud in places where it wasn't suppose to be.