[...The carpet throughout the room has been removed and the cold cement subfloor makes his toes tingle. He doesn’t make a sound as he moves.]
Peering through the peephole, he sees Carl’s smiling face consuming almost the entire scope of the view. He quickly but carefully unlocks the door that is secured by an excessive amount of latches and bolts.
Carl enters followed by PFC Daniels. He carries a smirk on his face as he speaks to Cassius.
“You obviously haven’t been practicing”
Cassius laughs at his brother’s remarks. His laugh is probably the first he’s had in about a month.
“Yeah, let me try and put on some pants and hopefully not set the place ablaze.”
Daniels carries a clueless expression on his face throughout this exchange and continues to block out the fact that Cassius is completely naked and obviously Carl thinks this is completely okay. Frankly, he thinks the whole situation is bit psychotic looking and is bit worried that he is currently unarmed.
Cassius backs to the far corner of the room away from the others as he attempts to put on pants. Carl grins as he watches with the menacing hope that Cassius does set the corner of the room on fire just for the sake of seeing it happen. He quickly glances over to make sure there is a fire extinguisher in the room before his brother places his foot down the first leg of the pair of jeans he’s putting on.
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
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