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marginalia) wrote2003-08-08 08:17 am
marginalia) wrote2003-08-08 08:17 am
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drabble for dorrie6
cracker jack - dom/elijah
They've spent hours in the store, setting up matches between boxing nuns and leaving a box of bendys in obscene yet arguably natural positions. Elijah calls from the doorway, "Meet you at that record store on the corner". Dom nods, distracted.
Halfway down the block, Elijah hears footsteps pounding behind him. Dom catches him, grabs for his hand, and slips a plastic ring on his finger. "What's this? It looks like it came from a Cracker Jack box."
"It's a compass," Dom says. "So you don't get lost. Race you to the corner." Dom runs, and the moment is gone.
weekend in seattle during the try seventeen shoot. cracker jack, the novelty store, the record store.
They've spent hours in the store, setting up matches between boxing nuns and leaving a box of bendys in obscene yet arguably natural positions. Elijah calls from the doorway, "Meet you at that record store on the corner". Dom nods, distracted.
Halfway down the block, Elijah hears footsteps pounding behind him. Dom catches him, grabs for his hand, and slips a plastic ring on his finger. "What's this? It looks like it came from a Cracker Jack box."
"It's a compass," Dom says. "So you don't get lost. Race you to the corner." Dom runs, and the moment is gone.
weekend in seattle during the try seventeen shoot. cracker jack, the novelty store, the record store.