What would you do if a Walkman landed at your door with instructions of a quest you must follow to reveal your secret admirer?
What if you didn't have the ability to connect and communicate with the world around you?
What if love came wrapped up in...
We enter into the lobby, filled with brochures, and a door to the cafeteria, and an entrance to see the fish. The air between Dubby and I hasn't shifted, nor do his words stop following me. "Do you think they serve fish here?" He points to the cafeteria. Interesting question, but I don't know. "Not too late to back out, you know?"
"Of what? Finding love? I'm in the aquarium, I'm not meeting some stranger down a back alley."
"Yet." I don't like his brashness, he's just trying to scare me, that's all. Because he cares about me, and he cares about himself, because he's jealous. And besides, I'd never meet someone down a back alley. Any alley for that matter.
He heads off to the restroom and I follow the signs to the fish exhibits. When I go inside the water tunnel, it's beautiful. Maybe the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. With fish of all colors and sizes. I spot one that looks like Nemo and Dory, and my face lights up, forgetting the tension of everything Dubby said. I trace them through the tank, and they swim right over my head - I smile. Just keep swimming.
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Dubby comes back now with an ice-cream cookie sandwich. He literally just ate enough for three back at the fast food place. "You aren't allowed food in here, Sir Dubbington," I say. He just looks at me, and his dimples fade. He quickly hides whatever emotion just hit him.
"It's fine, no one can see. And besides, it's not like these fish are gonna go Gremlin on me or some shit."
"Where'd you even get an ice-cream sandwich?" It's making me hungry and distracting me from the clues.
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"The cafeteria." He eats away. "Good stuff." He sees me eyeing it up. "Want some?" But I look past him and see a cardboard cutout of Dory. I walk right past him, but his eyes follow me.
Wow, this is so easy, so rewarding to figure it out. To see these clues come into action. Knowing that someone cares enough to map all this out for me, it blows my mind. Like when I see something online and order it and a nice person brings it all the way to my house and makes me feel like a queen. It makes me feel so special. But not as special as this. I've never been so happy to see Dory in all my life.
But then I just look at her and wonder, what now? Dubby comes closer to me. "Wow, it's Dory," he says dryly, unimpressed. And Dory has a speech bubble that says, 'just keep swimming'.
