Cal waited for another assignment. At first he thought about asking them immediately. Like Yo my guy disappeared can I have another. Then for some reason he didn't. He imagined
Spacecity
wouldn't care if he didn't have a guy. As long as he seemed to have a guy. He waited, called their bluff. He had extra time for all sorts of things. Mostly
coffee
, the
coffeemachine
, and walks. He would go to the
cafe
and take a long break. Then the smoking area and take a break. He had no where to be and no one to watch. So he did everything slower. Keith would scurry by stressed, and Cal would just slowly bob to his seat, yawn then walk over for a coffee. He talked to some people about nothing, maybe nodding and relating their stories about their people. Yeah, my guy did that recently too. Crazy. Yeah. Crazy. He'd go to the bathroom and just wait there. Sometimes he'd go, other times he just sit there. Seeing how high he could count. In his head much higher than out loud. He considered trying to have 10 coffees in a day, but then he'd just sit at his desk and pretend to work furiously clicking then looking pensive. He looked through old data, shit that friend of the guy Keith's watching was from Flushing too. What if?
Abraham Kim