As I drifted off to sleep, something shined in the corner of my eye.
Josh was there, but he was using a flashlight to find something.
"What'cha lookin' for ?" I asked, a little bit sleepy.
"Nothing." He'd say, still rummaging through the dresser in the process.
"You have to be looking for something." I said simply.
"Fine, I'm looking for an obsidian stone." He'd sigh.
I thought for a moment, and I'd wonder in my mind.. "why is he looking for an obsidian ?"
Suddenly, someone answered me. "People like using stones for good luck.. Obsidian gives you some kind of posterity or something like that."
Not in the mood to talk, I shook my head and quickly stopped thinking.
"Joshy.. Why do you want this stone so badly ?" I'd ask, seeing if the person in my head answered right.
He'd shrug and finally say "I don't know.. I guess it brings me good luck?"
I'd pause for a moment.. and then finally nod. "Okay." I would finally answer.
"Okay."