Editing City Series:Volume7 Layer 3 (section)

===Record 74: An Ocean of Metal===

'''07/30/1998

'''3:43

Maybe it’s because we traveled all over for both work and fun during the first half of summer break, but the Boss’s car has a cold. So after work today, we brought some canned peaches to the car clubroom where the Boss hangs out.

“This is not my kind of ocean.”

The clubroom was a lot like a workshop, but the floor had been dug out and filled with an ocean of tools and screws.

The tool ocean’s waves washed in and out while the Boss wore an aqualung and performed nursing maintenance on a red Caddy with a wet towel on its head.

“Hi. Decided to visit, did you?”

That greeting came from the science club’s monkey who was swimming around with a snorkel on.

“What are you doing here, Professor?”

“This place has always been a Mecca for scrounging up parts. Today, I found-”

He was swept away by a large wave before he could say any more.

“What a messy place,” said Snowy, picking up a screw and opening a can of peaches with it. “Very rude if you ask me.”

“I could describe your behavior the same way.”

“What behavior?” she asked, glaring at me until she had her feet swept out from under her by a wave. “Ah,” was all she got out before she collapsed toward the ocean at the exact moment the wave crest burst open and the Professor leaped from the ocean.

The traditional wild girl and the futuristic fool crashed into each other.

'''Author Comment:

The car club and a sea of tools.

The Boss has already become the face of the club, but he just loves cars, not organizations.

The Professor is there too, but I feel like he exists everywhere at the same time.

Also, I think Snowy used her Mobilized Writing to open the can with a screw.