Chicago was a city of ice and snow. Nick was from Jersey, he thought he knew snow, but Jersey snow was more ice and slush. Chicago snow was blue-white walls of crystal, absorbing all sound and making it seem like he needed to whisper.
Bill was driving, slow but relaxed. "Will it be closed?" Nick asked, his voice softer than expected.
Bill shook his head, never taking his eyes off the white road. "Nah. Or if it is, they'll still let us in. Private party. Hey," he added at Nick's silence. "We promised Kevin we'd look after you and show you a good time. And baby, Chicago has lots of good times, even under five feet of snow."
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Re: Dinner
Date: 2011-07-24 07:22 pm (UTC)Chicago was a city of ice and snow. Nick was from Jersey, he thought he knew snow, but Jersey snow was more ice and slush. Chicago snow was blue-white walls of crystal, absorbing all sound and making it seem like he needed to whisper.
Bill was driving, slow but relaxed. "Will it be closed?" Nick asked, his voice softer than expected.
Bill shook his head, never taking his eyes off the white road. "Nah. Or if it is, they'll still let us in. Private party. Hey," he added at Nick's silence. "We promised Kevin we'd look after you and show you a good time. And baby, Chicago has lots of good times, even under five feet of snow."