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[font=georgia][size=8]miles had to sit on his suitcase to get it closed. it was over flowing with clothes, not because he had a lot of clothes, but because he insisted on bringing at least five hundred comics with him. his other suitcase was filled with is cosplay supplies, in case they would let him go to any conventions. he doubted that, but better safe than sorry. he grabbed his suit cases, his back pack already slung over his arm. and ran outside of his small apartment to where the uber driver was waiting. the driver threw he suitcases in the back of the white care, while miles was getting in the back seat.
he plugged his head phones into his ears, turning on the am album by the arctic monkeys and let the world disappear as he fingered through one of his old suicide squad comics. they were everything to him. really. everything. he probably couldn't survive too long in a world with out comics. he couldn't even think of that world.
it was raining, as usual. miles had gotten used to the weather in seattle. always rainy. always rainy.[/fancypost]
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; border-top: 20px dotted black; overflow: auto; width: 400px; height: 150px; text-transform: lowercase;][align=left][font=georgia][size=8][color=black]I roll my other headphone, the one that's not in my ear, blasting loud nirvana, around in my fingertips, moving my head back and forth. I would have both in, drowning out the sounds of the outside wold out, but i'm at my gate, and they might call my boarding zone. I just want to get on this plane, get off and get to this house. it's supposed to be an amazing house. we all get out own bedrooms, and there's twenty-four of us, so it has to be that big. and the nice, los angeles weather will be a nice change from the new York weather.
thoughts constantly race through my mind. if a girl looks over at me, most guys my age would nod at her and think wow, she think's i'm cute! but my mind is so morphed that at this point, she'll look at me, and i'll quickly move my eyes to the ground and a billion thoughts of inferiority flow through like a heavy flood. she think's I look weird she think's i'm a stupid emo she can see my cuts she knows. and of course she doesn't but my mind tells me that I do.
"boarding zone two, you are now welcome aboard." I stand to my feet, with my boarding pass gripped in my hand, and sling my bag over my shoulder and grabbed my guitar case. I'd checked both my suitcase one for my clothes and shoes, one for my amps and my other equipment.
when I get to the front of the line, the flight atendent scans it with a smile. she pitties me
I hunker down in my seat, after putting my guitar in the overhead bin. I lean my head back, and instantly fall asleep. los angeles will be there when my eyelids open.[/fancypost]
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