Empty warehouses becoming familiar warehouses
I went over to that warehouse again today to look for clues and i was all sneaky like and i went around the back way to make sure no one would know i was there but it turned out the place was well and truly completely empty. I went into that little office room and all the furniture that was in there when i first visited was gone and so i went to that little room i heard noises coming from before and all i found was a really pretty hair clip which was sitting in the corner, so i put it in my pocket.
Maybe this belongs to the girl, and maybe it doesn't, i don't know.
Is it silly of me to feel like this hair clip is important somehow?
Anyway i went to The Alchemist and Marle said 'lets go for a walk because i finish soon' and i said that sounded grand so i had a coffee and then we went for a walk to the local park because Marle said there are some nice spots to just sit and do nothing. The park is actually really nice and we spent some time just sitting around talking about music and books and stuff and it was all really nice.
But then as we were heading away from the park a car pulled up, a real nice looking one that was big and the driver wanted us to get in and Marle looked worried and she said we should, so we got in and there was this guy with a goatee and he said 'what's your name little man?' and i said 'My name is Blake sir' and he said, 'ah blake. A nice name, to be sure. Now listen Blake, i'm not telling you not to go near my woman or anything like that, but listen up good, ok. Don't go near my woman. Are we cool?', and i said, 'i think we are, mr...?' and he said 'Mr Smart. Now get out of my car. Both of you.'
Marle said she was sorry but she probably shouldn't see me for a while and before i could find out what was going on she ran away, and then out of nowhere it started raining so i had to run home and i got all wet and it wasn't much fun.
Damn, it looks like i have some investigations to do! I always wanted to be like a private eye or something like that, and i guess this is my chance!
Blake out.
Maybe this belongs to the girl, and maybe it doesn't, i don't know.
Is it silly of me to feel like this hair clip is important somehow?
Anyway i went to The Alchemist and Marle said 'lets go for a walk because i finish soon' and i said that sounded grand so i had a coffee and then we went for a walk to the local park because Marle said there are some nice spots to just sit and do nothing. The park is actually really nice and we spent some time just sitting around talking about music and books and stuff and it was all really nice.
But then as we were heading away from the park a car pulled up, a real nice looking one that was big and the driver wanted us to get in and Marle looked worried and she said we should, so we got in and there was this guy with a goatee and he said 'what's your name little man?' and i said 'My name is Blake sir' and he said, 'ah blake. A nice name, to be sure. Now listen Blake, i'm not telling you not to go near my woman or anything like that, but listen up good, ok. Don't go near my woman. Are we cool?', and i said, 'i think we are, mr...?' and he said 'Mr Smart. Now get out of my car. Both of you.'
Marle said she was sorry but she probably shouldn't see me for a while and before i could find out what was going on she ran away, and then out of nowhere it started raining so i had to run home and i got all wet and it wasn't much fun.
Damn, it looks like i have some investigations to do! I always wanted to be like a private eye or something like that, and i guess this is my chance!
Blake out.
posted by Kenshin at 9:15 PM
2 Comments:
i have heard of perverts in japan collecting girl accessories that have been worn by girls.
i hope u are not that type.
I hope i am not that type either.
In my defense, i have not tried the hair clip on, or sniffed at it for long periods of time like some perverts do.
I have just put it on the top of the fridge and left it there.
Even though there are people like that in Japan, it seems like a pretty cool place.
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