He's on the slim side of obese. I'd bet he's one of those guys who plays computer games for the entire part of the day that isn't work or sleep. Dressed in very casual business casual, he's likely headed for home, where he has elaborate plans to take his avatar warlock into the Cavern of Perpetual Doom and retrieve the Stone of Wrath, which he will then mount on the Staff of Woe, so that he can summon enough undead warriors and take on Grisnar, the ancient dragon of the Isle of Myopia. Did I mention he's wearing glasses?
On his oversized head he has squeezed a pair of massive headphones that despite their size still don't quite reach across the top of his head to cover his ears properly.
He opens his bag and pulls out a whole-wheat tortilla shell, folded tightly over itself - it is empty. But at least it's folded. He takes cavernous bites and finishes it quickly. Then he pulls a small red apple out of his bag and takes a total of four mouthfuls before he puts the core back into the bag, and pulls out another apple. Four bites later, he's done that one too and pulls out yet another apple and consumes it also, like an industrial eating machine. After that, a pear. And finally he finishes it off with a bottled water.
It seems that somebody has placed Tiny on a diet. I find myself wondering how long he's been on it, and how it has worked for him.
There's his stop.
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