Up and down (Part 1)
The minutes were ticking by ever so slowly. By now Flynn knew that he should have gone with Eve. But when she had offered to take him with her, he had said he would be okay on his own.
So here he was, definitely not okay, and waited anxiously for her to return.
He started to fidget around on his seat, taking out his watch again and again, only to realize that the more he looked, the slower the time crawled by.
He could not believe that he, a Librarian!, had forgotten to take a book with him. Honestly, how did that happen?
To occupy himself, he started to talk aloud to himself. His voice sounded hollow and surreal and only added to his feeling of discomfort, so he stopped talking, only to feel the silence weighting heavily on him.
Where he was sitting, he couldn't even see people passing by, no matter how much he turned his head and body around at weird angles.
He climbed from his shotgun-position to the back seat and then back again to the front. Counting up to thirty, he gave it another shot, faster this time. Then he counted to sixty-three and repeated his move, again a bit faster than before. When he climbed back to the front, he hit his head on the rear-view mirror and spent the next few minutes probing his head for blood, recalling symptoms of concussion, feeling sorry for himself.
To make matters worse, Eve's car was absolutely clean. There were no things lying around like in his, no books stuffed under the seats, no jelly beans in the glove compartment, no candy wrappings to fold into paper-planes, simply nothing.
He undid his tie and rearranged it around his head, like he did on sword-fight lessons with Excalibur.
Then he decided that Eve might be back every second and that he was looking ridiculous, so he rearranged it around his neck. Then he remembered that he had his tie around his brow the first time they met and, if he remembered correctly, she had instantly been very partial to him, so he knotted the tie to the side of his head again in the hope of making her laugh.
Finally, he couldn't hold it in any longer and, while waving his hands around in the air and bouncing up and down on his seat, screamed: „I AM BORED!"
TBC