asterisk convo #1

so gina and i text (sext)...and sometimes when we're bored in class, or sitting alone on a park bench, or hiding from the police.. whatever our day has in store for us, we get off subject with our conversations. we call these incidents "asterisk convos". there really isn't a way to prepare you, so i'll stop trying to explain. we're not sure why they happen, what their purpose is, or where we get the random and irrelevant storylines, but hope you enjoy.

M: God, our deer bucking video is so great. *looks away and reminisces, chuckles and sighs*

G: *pats your back* "Those were the days." *smiles and gazes at sunset*

M: *clicks mouth and my trusty steed emerges from the forest. I gracefully glide onto its back, reach into my jacket, and take out a cuban cigar* "You smoke?"

G: *slightly grin as I reach out for the cigar* "Today I do." *inhales and blows out a perfect smoke ring* "You know I haven't seen you in quite awhile. *pats trusty steed gently*

M: *nonchalantly straightens jacket* "I've been...dealing with some things. *puffs 69 smoke signs* "You're a good man, sir. Thanks for sticking around."

G: *traces 69 with pinky finger and takes a sip of brandy* "We all have those..well..tricky times...Have you heard the news?" *looks away and takes a deep breath. shoves hands quickly into pockets and jingles the coins nervously*

M: *smirks at pinky trace and nods with an approving wink* "I regret to say the news has not yet made its way to me. I'm not exactly...on good terms with the town." *mischievously chuckles and accidentally flicks cigar ashes onto trusty steed's rear. he angrily neighs* "Ope sorry, Leroy."

G: *jumps back startled by Leroy's rearing motion* "Damn, things with you haven't changed a bit." *grins and looks down at feet* "Since you left I've done my best to send the letters...3 of them were intercepted by town officials..." *nervously looks up at your face waiting for your reaction. precipitation begins to form at my brow* "This hasn't been easy, you know." *whispers under my breath*

M: *looks down, brings thumb and pointer finger to mouth as if scheming* "Dammit...Thomas just can't accept the face that I'm back." *deep sigh (possibly dramatic)* "Well all right. I hate to do it, but they've given me no choice. *reaches into jacket and retrieves a slip of paper* "Send this one to the courthouse. They will not be disappointed." *sits up straight, looks into the distance and slowly turns head towards you* "Thank you for your loyalty, Winston. I am a lucky man." *kicks Leroy and disappears into the distance, the gradually intensifying music fading in*

G: *single tear falls from my eye* "I'll miss him." *turns and walks towards the horizon and notices a shiny item on the ground. kneels slowly and picks up your spur that fell when kicking Leroy. holding it carefully, I press it to my chest* "He was a good man." *turns back to the spot where you disappeared into the forest and back to the sun* "God bless."