insomniacs [c.r.]

02; the park

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zoe never was dependent on anyone. that's why it shocks everyone that she still lives with her parents.

there's nothing wrong with it. she just graduated high school a few weeks ago. as of now, college isn't on zoe's schedule. maybe, if she tackles her insomnia. but right now, she just wants to do her thing.

sure, she'll have to leave in a few months. but by then, she should have a job.

and she writes about it; of course, as a good writer would, zoe changes her name. her dream is to get published and if this is published with her name in it the embarrassment would be never-ending.

when zoe gets bored, her clock says 4:26 a.m., which is too early to do anything.

a thought that zoe has never had suddenly crosses her mind; i could walk somewhere. she does have a car, but walking would take longer and is less work. it gives her more thinking time. and she is so tired that she'd probably get in an accident.

so she does. zoe pulls on her white converse shoes and walks; farther than she expected too. exhaustion comes to her as she reaches the park on elm street.

the park lay vacant, almost. one other person sits on a green bench watching a tree. a normal person would call the man insane, his dark hair in tangles, framing his face.

but the thing about zoe is, she isn't normal. her first instinct is to sit with him. why not? he must be here for some reason. not just to stare at a tree. he probably wants someone to talk to.

being the tired girl she is, zoe walks to the young man and sits beside him. she inspects his face, he couldn't be a day over 18. his blue eyes are as blue as they get.

"you're here early," the man blankly tells zoe the obvious. "well so are you," her remark is true. "i come every morning," he finally looks into zoe's plain brown eyes.

a silent 'oh' comes from zoe's mouth. "why are you here?"

"can't sleep." zoe looks to the ground, almost embarrassed of her little insomnia problem. "can't sleep? me too." the man smiles at her.

zoe pulls down at her loose coral sweater and smiles back. "i'm zoe by the way."

"chandler."

"what?" zoe didn't hear what chandler had just said to her. "my name. chandler."

"ooohhhhhh!" she laughs and chandler smiles. he is fond of zoe. she seems just like him and he likes that.

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aye chan chan wat u doin der!