I'm staring at the window, waiting for… I don't even know what. Silent music is playing; barely noticeable scent of Mary's pies is in the air. How long have it been like this? A month? A year? Ten years?..
…Or just a couple of minutes?
I don't know. Everything here is always the same. Repeating itself over and over, as if we're all stuck in an infinite loop. I can hear Nicelanders chatting happily in their little apartments, fragments of their speeches shallow and, too, always repeating.
Why? Who would need all this?
I don't know the answer.
My attention is suddenly drawn to someone's colossal stature right outside the building. It's him! Finally, he showed up. The one who's still keeping me here. The one who's always near, even when I don't need him. The one I don't have to play pretend with. Stands there, wind is ruffling his hair, but he's as still as a rock. Just looks at me with that look I came to love him for. With that unmistakable voice he utters the words.
The very same four words.
"I'M GONNA WRECK IT!" – and he climbs up the building.
I sigh wearily, putting on my blue cap with letters "Ff" on its front, and raise my golden hammer.
"I can fix it!"
Another pointless game.
Another pointless love.