http://twoskeletons.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] twoskeletons.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] whynot 2009-03-05 04:18 am (UTC)

I have no story about backpacking!Bradley, just a series of images:

1. Colin, Katie, and Angel drop him off at Heathrow, and although he promised not to look back once he went into the passengers-only area, he does a couple of times. Angel grins and waves, Katie smiles, and Colin nods his head and waves awkwardly as if in afterthought. Bradley smiles back and salutes them.
2. Bradley standing on the walkalator at the airport. It's kind of silly -- it would be faster if he walked.
3. Bradley sitting in the airport waiting area, earphones in his ears, looking out the floor-to-ceiling windows.
4. The first in-flight movie is Home Alone 3, but fuck it, he'll watch it. It's not like he's got anything else to do.
5. The second in-flight movie is 'King Arthur'. He takes a nap.
6. He picks up the 'Jurassic Park' novel at his layover in Frankfurt for something to do, but it's full of science shit and he just wanted to read more about dinosaurs being awesome.
7. In no way does Manila remind Bradley of Camelot. This suits him fine. He looks and feels and sounds out of place, but at least he's supposed to be.
8. Because Angel had insisted, he sends them a postcard. It's of the rice terraces in Banaue, and he is stoned off his gourd and shoveling yogurt into his mouth as he writes it. He writes them he is in what he's been told is 'the most famous yogurt shop in all of Sagada'. "It's probably the only yogurt shop in all of Sagada," he scribbles. He thinks he got ripped off for the weed though, seeing ass how the stuff grows on the roadsides anyway. But whatever. He hasn't smoked up in half a lifetime, and not since he started having to take acting seriously.

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