/So what's the plan for tomorrow?/ he thought to himself.
He needed his own laptop from the flower shop, so that should be towards the top of this list. /I'm not going to have an easy time getting in and out of there; better get some pain pills at some point along the way./
Next thing, he was going to need to get some sleep safely at some point, without fear of being destroyed by Omi. /Heavy-duty sleeping pills needs to go on the list too then... and something to wake me up again afterwards. While I'm going out, wasn't Schuldig hunting for cigerettes this morning; better get some of those too... If Balinese serves as any good indication, nicotene withdrawl is a bad thing.../
As quietly as he could, he slipped out of the condo, waiting to put on his
shoes till he got out the door. He tucked his jacket closely around his body and
jogged out of the building.
Life was good, he decided to himself. Headphones to a new MP3 player stuck on his ears and the volume to one of his favourite songs turned up as high as he could stand it, he was finding it hard to keep from dancing as he worked on making breakfast. Two boxes of cigerettes and three different bottles of pills sat in the center of the kitchen table.
/Well... if I can't dance, I can at least sing.../
"Kimi wa seijitsu na moralist kirei na yubi
de boku o nazoru Koi ni shibarareta specialist nagai tsume o
taterareta boku
Boku wa junsui na terrorist kimi no omou ga mama ni
kakumei ga okiru
Ai o tashikametai egoist kimi no oku made tadoritsukitai..."
Whatever you want to happen now can here... whoever wants to can walk through the door... The scene was set for Schu to show, but whatever.
The lyrics are from Gackt's "Vanilla", quite appropriate for
Bombay.