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priscaTitle: The time capsule box
Characters: Casey Connor, Zeke Tyler
Prompts: box
Word Count: 305
Finished: 03.08.2020
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Zeke dropped down onto the bench of the bleachers beside Casey. The boy seemed to be busy with studying a list in his notebook. „Hey, what are you doing?“
Casey looked up, bis blue eyes sparkling. „Seems as if I've finally figured out what to put into the time capsule box. It was a bit tricky with only three things.“
„Lemme guess. Some photo stuff, a piece of chess, and... hm… a checkered shirt.“
Casey laughed out loud. „Almost right. A copy of my favorite Batman comic instead of the shirt. What will you put into it?“
Zeke shrugged. „A bottle of Whiskey and a pen of Scat,“ he answered. „And I actually don't even know if I will graduate.“
„You can't be serious!“ Casey stared at him with a mixture of shock and anger. „You have a brilliant mind, of course, you will graduate. And you should not fuck around with a great tradition.“
„Okay. Then you choose for me.“
„Me?“ Casey blinked, surprised, then he smiled again. „A model car; hope we can find a black GTO. And a flask from your lab. Hmmm...“
„A stuffed animal,“ Zeke added. „A white rat, in memory of Oscar.“
„Oh yes,“ Casey agreed. „This is a great idea. Without him, we all would probably not be here anymore and never able to graduate.“
„Maybe. But I don't care about everyone; I care about you. Without Oscar, I would never have had the chance to find out who's hiding behind the mask of the school's geek. Best, what could ever happen to me."
„Oh,“ Casey blushed involuntarily, not knowing what to say. And Zeke put his arm around his should, pulling him closer to place a fleetingly kiss onto his cheek. „Yeah,“ he said.
Characters: Casey Connor, Zeke Tyler
Prompts: box
Word Count: 305
Finished: 03.08.2020
:::
Zeke dropped down onto the bench of the bleachers beside Casey. The boy seemed to be busy with studying a list in his notebook. „Hey, what are you doing?“
Casey looked up, bis blue eyes sparkling. „Seems as if I've finally figured out what to put into the time capsule box. It was a bit tricky with only three things.“
„Lemme guess. Some photo stuff, a piece of chess, and... hm… a checkered shirt.“
Casey laughed out loud. „Almost right. A copy of my favorite Batman comic instead of the shirt. What will you put into it?“
Zeke shrugged. „A bottle of Whiskey and a pen of Scat,“ he answered. „And I actually don't even know if I will graduate.“
„You can't be serious!“ Casey stared at him with a mixture of shock and anger. „You have a brilliant mind, of course, you will graduate. And you should not fuck around with a great tradition.“
„Okay. Then you choose for me.“
„Me?“ Casey blinked, surprised, then he smiled again. „A model car; hope we can find a black GTO. And a flask from your lab. Hmmm...“
„A stuffed animal,“ Zeke added. „A white rat, in memory of Oscar.“
„Oh yes,“ Casey agreed. „This is a great idea. Without him, we all would probably not be here anymore and never able to graduate.“
„Maybe. But I don't care about everyone; I care about you. Without Oscar, I would never have had the chance to find out who's hiding behind the mask of the school's geek. Best, what could ever happen to me."
„Oh,“ Casey blushed involuntarily, not knowing what to say. And Zeke put his arm around his should, pulling him closer to place a fleetingly kiss onto his cheek. „Yeah,“ he said.