Tuesday, November 28th,
Stuart (and Maurice)
Stuart sits at the window. Maurice takes the seat beside him.
Maurice: Fancy meeting you here!
Stuart: (shakes his head) I’m lucky to be here, I tell you.
Maurice: Oh oh. What’s up?
Stuart: Well, I was supposed to have caught the six o’clock today, but I slept in.
Maurice: All the way to six in the evening?
Stuart: (nods) Uh huh. Had one wicked headache this afternoon, so I went to lay down. Then I started having this nightmare. I couldn’t breathe!
Maurice: It was only a nightmare though, right?
Stuart: Nope. Damned cat was laying on my face. So I pushed it off, as you do, and it mustn’t have liked that very much.
Stuart: Nuh uh. It jumped out in front of me as I was walking to the bathroom, I fell over: cracked my head on the door jam.
Maurice: No way!
Stuart: Yep. Just woke up.
Maurice: Wait, didn’t you say you slept in?
Stuart: Yep. Cat peed on the rug again. Slept in cat piss for oh (looks at watch) a good couple hours.
Next stop: Wednesday, November 29th, 5:00pm