[ It doesn't take long for Noah to become bored with flipping through television channels and skateboarding in front of his own house -- although, when it comes to the latter, it's not so much boredom that stops him, but the same strange unsettling feeling that had been creeping up more and more often. It makes something inside of him coil tightly, bringing on a wave of what he assumes is nausea.
Motion sickness, maybe? Nothing's been quite right since that Accident.
So, where does a 17-year-old go when he's bored? When there's literally only one main street in town (aptly named Main St, of course.) there's very few options, and he's probably on his second trip down it when he hears someone say something, although he doesn't catch what. Perhaps it's meant for someone else, but he's pretty sure he's the only person within hearing distance. ]
Huh? [ He looks around. Nope, he's definitely the only one standing here. ] Were you talking to me?
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Motion sickness, maybe? Nothing's been quite right since that Accident.
So, where does a 17-year-old go when he's bored? When there's literally only one main street in town (aptly named Main St, of course.) there's very few options, and he's probably on his second trip down it when he hears someone say something, although he doesn't catch what. Perhaps it's meant for someone else, but he's pretty sure he's the only person within hearing distance. ]
Huh? [ He looks around. Nope, he's definitely the only one standing here. ] Were you talking to me?