August 18, 2013

  •      Chrissy, keep your eyes open. Getting only three hours of sleep is not an excuse. It doesn't matter that it keeps you sane and removes boredom, Chrissy. It doesn't matter that it races your pulse and makes concentration a challenge. There's a cut in the wallpaper in the corner over there. That may be new. Was that there last week? Last week is sort of blur. Wait; stay focused, Chrissy. Though, on what? They're moving someone into room 220 today. It'd probably be nice to stop by and say hello. He'll probably be terrified, being new; that's always amusing. Not that it's appropriate to provoke to amuse, Chrissy. Ought to know better. Already do know better. It's amusing; it shouldn't be provoked for amusement: it's really that simple. "Chrissy!"
         Chrissy casted her eyes down from the ceiling. There was a moment of silence as both sets of eyes peered into the other. "Have you heard a word I've said? I asked you a question."
         Legs are crossed; this is usually meant to signify defiance. "Listening is a sign of importance."
         No, that cut was definitely not there last week.

     

     

     

     

     

    **/Future note: fall into verse right before a "Chrissy" is used; then lapse back to plain speech.