Love Like Satellites.

The sky wore a shade of pink too gay to be called cool.

The sun sat in the chair of horizon, lazily wetting his feet in the water of the shores. A boy and a girl walked hand in hand on the beach. In the wet sand, their footprints left a trail like the path of some hideous alien being from outer space, who arrived on this planet to make slaves of the rat population and give wings to monkeys.

The couple were very much in love. She wanted to marry him someday and have half of what he owned and he pictured her tied in silk handkerchiefs to the posts of his bed as he wore the leather costume and prepared the feathers.

But as we know they were in Love.

Across the beach a dog sat by the feet of his master, who busily tapped away on his laptop, hacking into satellites, while the dog lazily looked up at him , "take me for a walk please" etched in the dog's face. The boy's fingers danced a drunken tap-dance on the keyboard, sweat covered his face as he sipped from the can of Mountain Dew on this table [while typing with one hand].

A smile slowly crept on his tension streaked features, it mutated into a grin and the boy broke in a maniac laugh as he raised his finger like the hammer of Thor and brought it down on the key marked Enter.

A satellite up in space begin its journey down to Earth's atmosphere. Its destination co-ordinates [recently hacked into it], a couple walking hand in hand on a beach.
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I've been lazy.

Not anymore.