Post by Bashira Doji on Jun 23, 2020 23:16:07 GMT -4
Bashira shrugged and scratched the back of her head with one huge, calloused hand. "Eeeh, well, you know how it is. Bowling's a game you can do by yourself if ya gotta, so I can practice any time. Bowling with friends is good, but if ya ever get the chance to play some on your own, it can be... what's the word... mediatin'? No, that ain't it..." Bashira switched her hand' position to scratch at the length of her chin dumbly, while trying and failing to recall the proper word to mind. "Ah, dang it, you get what I'm saying! It clears your head and refocuses ya! Never underestimate the power of bowling!"
The time came for Miku to return to her parents; Bashira stumbled back off to her alley, returning an over-sized thumbs-up once she saw the gesture.
She rarely thought about her own family, but as she turned her head and slouched her way back into the bowling alley, then began to set up the pins for another session, she found a strange feeling coming over her... not quite jealousy, but maybe a newfound discontentment. Thinking about that close-knit family of Hanako, G, Miku, and another little kid besides, she realized that she'd missed the boat on that entirely. Her own father and mother had given her up early on, from what she'd heard, and before someone could get her into a foster home, she'd run off on her own. She'd basically thrown away the idea of ever having a family.
At the time, it felt like the right move. She enjoyed the independence.
But how might things have been different if she hadn't? Would she be somewhere else now, instead of spending her days in alleys for bowling and her nights in alleys for vigilantism? Would that life even be any better?
For once, she wished that bowling alone didn't make her so meditative...
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WC 317
The time came for Miku to return to her parents; Bashira stumbled back off to her alley, returning an over-sized thumbs-up once she saw the gesture.
She rarely thought about her own family, but as she turned her head and slouched her way back into the bowling alley, then began to set up the pins for another session, she found a strange feeling coming over her... not quite jealousy, but maybe a newfound discontentment. Thinking about that close-knit family of Hanako, G, Miku, and another little kid besides, she realized that she'd missed the boat on that entirely. Her own father and mother had given her up early on, from what she'd heard, and before someone could get her into a foster home, she'd run off on her own. She'd basically thrown away the idea of ever having a family.
At the time, it felt like the right move. She enjoyed the independence.
But how might things have been different if she hadn't? Would she be somewhere else now, instead of spending her days in alleys for bowling and her nights in alleys for vigilantism? Would that life even be any better?
For once, she wished that bowling alone didn't make her so meditative...
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WC 317