Keith scarfed down the first slice. Dipping it in ranch dressing. A staple sauce in the part of the country he was in. But never where he was from. He liked sauce. He bit into the Margherita hot. Piping hot, but it was good, the mixture of fats, and salts...

Keith hadn't heard about Max's place before. Outside of the bar it was still light, getting darker now, but a bit of light. To him right now it felt brighter than it should have been. He was still thirsty, probably needed like three waters. Some food would be good, he...

At first Keith was stunned as he was trying to recognize that face. It wasn't from the side, and there was no hint of bubble gum vape. The guy hugged him, the smell of real cigarettes and some cologne mixed together. 

"What's up man? Don't you remember? The rain and...

Keith was dripping the windshield wipers going back and forth back with speed. It almost didn't make a difference. 
The guy that picked him up was speeding a little breaking fast. But Keith trusted him handled the car well. He was vaping almost every time he ended a sentence. 

"Its...

He drank the coffee after his meal. It reminded him of the  Spacecity machine. Almost too perfect, like she knew how he liked it. The cappuccino he ordered was frothed and he dumped one sugar in.
Sipped it. Perfect.

He wanted to tell her, tell her how it made him...

Tulsa didn't think of all this as a power. She thought about it once after her friend Ashley said quite simply.

"Woah, thats like a super power."

She wasn't convinced, she also thought a super power had to be used for something, where this is just how she likes to live...

Dick had to watch Jimmy's funeral over zoom. There were first troubles connecting, then trouble hearing the speeches of Jimmy's friends and family. When it was Dicks turn to speak no one could unmute it. 

Dick still did his speech. He watched people trying to see if his lips stopped...

Dick started his car.

The chime sounded and the gas pump symbol lit up. 50 miles to E he thought.

Normally this thought would have scared him, made him worry. But he added and subtracted and even if he put 15$ into the tank he'd still have enough to deposit...

Casey a night owl, talked and texted while laying on the couch. Jimmy kept on snoring. He was sitting on the floor in the corner of his room now, trying not to disturb Jimmy.  His screen the blue light lit up his face. Like a strange lamp in the corner...

A year ago or something Dick had a dream about Jimmy. It was strange they were at a party could barely hear each other, but Dick's feet in the dream felt like sand, not right away but at the part he needed to tell him something. There was a girl...