"No shit," He states softly. Staring at the ocean is easier--Mike doesn't do monologues or reminisces about the past. It's not him. Mike is always thinking ahead, always ready to go.
He's trying, one more time. Trying to connect with Billy, to be what the other needs. He glances over at the other, taking a swig, and as he launches in again his eyes go to the stars.
"I got pretty far, too. The practicals--I aced pretty much everything physical. Written exams? Not a thing. Honours and a full ride through the academy tuition wise because of my academics, but the moment I put a pen to paper every single question suddenly seemed unimportant and completely irrelevant. You want to know why?"
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Date: 2015-07-20 09:46 am (UTC)He's trying, one more time. Trying to connect with Billy, to be what the other needs. He glances over at the other, taking a swig, and as he launches in again his eyes go to the stars.
"I got pretty far, too. The practicals--I aced pretty much everything physical. Written exams? Not a thing. Honours and a full ride through the academy tuition wise because of my academics, but the moment I put a pen to paper every single question suddenly seemed unimportant and completely irrelevant. You want to know why?"