beach city mystery ☼ stevie&andy blitz

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ANDROMEDA

looking up from underneath
fractured moonlight in the s e a
reflections still look the same to me
as before i went u n d e r

"Ow, ow, ow, fuckin' hell, I swear, I'm suing your ass for a million dollars,"

"You'll have to catch me first!"

"You can't out run me Stevie, we both have short legs!"

I wouldn't even have to deal with this if Priscilla would just actually trust me. Of course, when has she ever thought about that, only person who can handle anything in that fat head a her's is herself and G, you think with a forehead like that she'd leave a little room to even consider how I feel. I slam the screen door behind me to the shack, practically skipping on the hot summer pavement chasing after Stevie's twink ass. She waves my shoes over her head like a prize but honestly I could care less, hell, if I didn't swear on my life that I'd watch her then I would've probably let her eat the shoes anyways.

I'd kill to be asleep right now instead.

Besides, she'll get tired eventually right? Isn't that what they say to do with kids? Or is that dogs, I don't know, like if they get outside you're supposed to just wait for them to find their way back. I think that's kids, I mean, sounds like solid advice. My toes sink in the warmth of the sand, practically dragging dis phat ass down into the depths. Stevie's laughing while I chase her and I can't help but to cackle too kicking up sand behind me.

"Sandalattack-" my first flip flop slapping me in the face and I grunt, picking it up and chasing Stevie.

Whatever, that peacekeeper mission was probably lameeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee anyways

The two of us cross into the damp part of the shore, careful not to step on seashells, breathing heavy to keep pace with her -- "get back here, Stevie!"

"Okay."

Oh. She points at a hole in the side of the cliff, "look at this cool cave!" Ugh.

"It's whatever," I finally catch up enough to slap her arm with the sandal.

"This cave is like, okay at best. I guess."

I'd so rather be asleep right now.

and it's peaceful in the deep
c a t h e d r a l where you cannot breathe
no need to pray
no need to s p e a k

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Hardly out of breath and full of wild enthusiasm and vigor, I grin like a maniac at Andy. She's all worn out and ready to go home — ha, sucker. (But there's no way, no way we're going home yet.) I've always been better at games like these than Andy is, anyway. It's fun being better than a grown up.

Andy, when she finally catches up to me, slaps me with her sandal. But I just giggle, because I know that's the one that fell off while she was chasing after me. "It's whatever," she pants, "This cave is like, okay at best. I guess."

I frown and turn to the mouth of the cave — all I can see is gaping darkness, like a great void stretching into an unknown beyond. But I've never been easily scared, and the darkness calls to me, Stevie Stevie Stevie, invites me in and tugs at my hand.

"Don't be boring," I tell Andy, taking her hand and pulling her onward into the cave, "Let's see what's inside." Priscilla may argue that it might be dangerous, foolish perhaps, but she just doesn't understand that that's all part of the adventure.

Step, and I am underneath the mouth of the cave, a droplet of water tapping my head from the ceiling as I go.