Zach kicked his hackney sack again for what must've been the hundredth time, he figured. Static and gibberish on the TV dulled or interested him little. The dark of late afternoon had sullenly drained his spirits as he lounged about on a silvery leather couch. A room with white walls and surprisingly clean, orderly furniture and decorations surrounded him. But without any company or responsibility, even greater vices to attend to he'd let himself fall into thoughts of rust and rot for the coming night. He checked the messages from a parental yet to be seen, knowing he wouldn't for who knows how long, stopping the course voice as soon as it started. For him, the idea of adults being in any world or influence of his was as far off a dream as a future unseen.
"Rather stupor'd aren't we? You don't seem so lively when you don't have people to tango with huh?" Said a voice nearby.
Zach turned around, to an empty lounge once more. He shrugged and went to the kitchen, pouring some fruit punch and mixing it with lemonade.
"Not much for talk huh? That's fine, leaves me plenty more room to explain things myself."
The aloof boy looked down. His hackey sack. It was talking to him. Why was it speaking, what business did it have with him? These deep and troubling thoughts, completely evaded his mind and he kicked it away, thinking closely about whether or not he wanted to partake in his drink now or not. He layed back on the couch pulled out the pink smartphone again and began texting.
[JumpingJackbox]: Hey Katemate, think I'm going off the walls here. Starting to hallucinate in this shindig.
[ShipSaiedlBaroness]: Weally? Mee 2, it's silly right? My cat is telling funny riddles. How 'bout u ^_^?
[JumpingJackbox]: Hackney sack. So both are high now right? What was in that pocky grrrrl.
[ShipSaiedlBaroness]: I dun know, orderied it online lol. It told me it wants to play a game.
[JumpingJackbox]: So it's like, SAW now? Well this is supes creepy get an exorcist yo'
[ShipSaiedlBaroness]: Maybe we should listen to it :p?
[JumpingJackbox]: No you see it means we're going coocoo puffs you don't listen to hallucinations that's the first rule of crazy.
[ShipSaiedlBaroness]: Well mybee I like to be a wil crazy! Donut you all the time?
[JumpingJackbox]: No. Crazy's stupid I dun do stupid Im a super cereal business man.
[ShipSaiedlBaroness]: Lies >:0! You like to pull pranks and funny stuff thas your business so what's wrong?
[JumpingJackbox]: Being a Mischief Maelstrom of Malignant moonshine ain't crazy it's cool. There's a fine line between having fun and the absurd.
[ShipSaiedlBaroness]: Wat R u, some kinda fun doctor now?
[JumpingJackbox]: Yes and my diagnosis is that talking cats n' hacksacks are terminal bullshit can we move on?
[ShipSaiedlBaroness]: Fair enuff :3. But what should we do than? Oh- Mini-Pounce is nuzzling me, hehee!
[JumpingJackbox]: Yo get that cat away from u we've got things to discuss. Did you buy that pudding I asked for?
[ShipSaiedlBaroness]:Yeeeah I super did! Made and ate some too, but is okay I bought extra lol >p
