Thursday, April 16, 2009

Party Crash

On their way to the parking lot during lunchtime, the team comments on the weather. One member asks, "Where does Summer come from?"

Steve nonchalantly mumbles, "Summer comes from the Summer box." as he leans over a bite of honey-peanut butter sandwich. Then, so as to not spill any of the oozing honey, tilting his head back looking up to the sky he adds, "Then Summer parks in the Summer garage when Autumn is ready to roll."

Car doors open and team members assemble into groups, Bobby climbs into Mark's Subaru. Steve loses the unspoken game of musical cars and the lot is empty save for an old Mercedes - the car is so ancient that the steering mechanism is a single crank that moves side to side instead of a steering wheel.

Steve barely kisses the car in front of him as the weary thin brakes strain against the weight of the car on a gentle slope at a stop light. The caravan arrives at the video game convention as Amir is setting up the event.

Glistening shiny Pokemon cards adorn the display cases. "Hong Kong knock offs.", scoffs an onlooker.