Atashi-Cloud

Quiet, deadly, silence. 'click' 'click' 'click' Aside that of a projector clicking in motion after every minute, that is. A faint glow was around the room, created by the old film projector and the canisters of still photos it was cycling through. Dozens upon dozens of the ilk were in the room, at least that's what it seemed like from the perspective of the projector, having been caught in a large tangle of the film hours ago. It was still humming away though, softly clicking through the photos that were being cycled through. Sitting in a chair in front of the projector, was a lone person. Her hair shaggy and untamed, washed and cleaned

What follows is a small detailing of Thom's thoughts within specific scenes of a friend's fanfic. The only original bits are my character's thoughts, the rest is all Cusack's work. My character's thoughts are italicized and bolded, and any extra actions are added in among that to show what he'd have been doing...if anything. Read the comments below for the link to her fanfic, and please read through that first before this story! It's important since I've taken out certain parts. ~Beginning and recap here~ Cusack blinked. Well, that sounded harmless. "Fine with me." She looked at her two friends. "And you guys?" Echo shrugged. "I'm okay wit