“Things are going to get better from on here. We’re going to see Paris. We’ll see the Eiffel Tower, and the Louvre.”
“We’ll go all over the world,” Soubi said, in the familiar conversation. It’d taken a scripted quality, Kio had said it so many times. Before, he’d had to prompt Soubi for his lines, but now Soubi would robotically repeat them without even the slightest question of don’t you want to leave this place behind? You’ll never have to think of another Aoyagi again.
He cut the white powder. No wonder they called it snow, he thought, as it clung to his fingers. A dreamy haze was on soon. Most artists did this, or some other drug. Soubi did it to escape.
“We’ll definitely see the Louvre. It’ll be beautiful and unlike anything we’ve ever seen,” Kio said.
Soubi took a hit and then they were both floating to a place elsewhere. They both knew that this was the closest they’d ever come to Paris.
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“We’ll go all over the world,” Soubi said, in the familiar conversation. It’d taken a scripted quality, Kio had said it so many times. Before, he’d had to prompt Soubi for his lines, but now Soubi would robotically repeat them without even the slightest question of don’t you want to leave this place behind? You’ll never have to think of another Aoyagi again.
He cut the white powder. No wonder they called it snow, he thought, as it clung to his fingers. A dreamy haze was on soon. Most artists did this, or some other drug. Soubi did it to escape.
“We’ll definitely see the Louvre. It’ll be beautiful and unlike anything we’ve ever seen,” Kio said.
Soubi took a hit and then they were both floating to a place elsewhere. They both knew that this was the closest they’d ever come to Paris.