[Billy glances at the piece, his gaze wandering back over the board. God, he can't even remember what he was trying to do with it anymore, besides resist the inevitable defeat.]
Time... one of the many things that aren't really guaranteed here.
[He could be gone tomorrow, or five minutes from now. So could the people whose opinions worry him.
[Action, November 18]
Time... one of the many things that aren't really guaranteed here.
[He could be gone tomorrow, or five minutes from now. So could the people whose opinions worry him.
It totally sucks.]