[Big-City Adman VS Small-Town Factory Owner]
[Everyone’s a Villain] [Childhood Friends] [Socialite]
Small Town said, “Does this count as eloping? It’s still better than that little hill, right?”
Big City stared at Small Town, dumbstruck. In all the time I’d known him, I’d never seen him smile so happily. He stood up and roared at the lake, “Is, any, one, there?”
Then Small Town actually took off his shirt and pants. In the bitterly cold night, on the dark grassland, he ran wild and naked. He stopped and looked back at Big City, as if telling him to shed those filthy clothes, that unnatural shell. He lifted his chin, inviting Big City to join in a wild celebration meant for just the two of them.
Small Town never imagined that the stubborn, ancient creature 269 kilometers away was his childhood playmate, Big City.
“May you see the tributaries of the Milky Way tonight in the creases of your rumpled sheets.”
