*I stop, and take in the scene at ballpark. Furs lay in the dust, holding there heads, or crying out from broken bones. I walk away, and back to the apartment. I sit down on a bench, confused.* "Hmm..." *I look up at the sun.* "There is just nothing I want to do...well...maybe I'll go lay in the pool, again." *I go into my room, and change. As I take off my shoes, I find a small strand of Acon's hair. I blink a few times, and shrug it off as nothing. I walk to the pool, a thin trickle of blood running from my stitches, which have come undone. I sit down on one of the poolside benches, swearing.* "Damn...stupid things..." *I begin doing a sloppy repair job on the stitches.*
