The Smoke2014

[last lines]

Brad:
I read about this guy once, he rode the New York metro for 18 hours before anyone noticed that he was dead. In that moment, sitting there, I wondered; how long till someone finds me? Was that me you were gonna be reading about in tomorrows paper? And as I faded deeper and deeper, I asked myself; was it worth it? Well it was, because it didn't take 18 hours to find me, thank f*** for London's busy tubes. 18 seconds later we pulled into the next station and as I heard that lady's voice, I thought of Jodie. For three weeks I lay in that hospital bed, dreaming about our future; Jodie, me and gay Purie, not to mention her dog, Alan. I can't believe she called a dog Alan, who names a dog Alan? Anyway, all I know is, I cannot wait to see her and start a new life in a new city. I can just picture her hair blowing in the breeze on a hot summer's day. There was a point, there was a reason, it wasn't for nothing. No more running, no more hiding, I was so close to finally being free.