Sunshine took another deep breath, ready to unleash her own crazy prophetic dream on her friend. She sat down on a sack of corn flour patted her legs as if she owned space itself, planted her hands on her knees and looked at her friend. "Moon is not crazy because the apocalypse is really coming."
Nimo blinked at Sunshine, her mouth slightly opened as if the words had not fully been processed. She laughed, falling onto her back and kicking her feet in the air.
"Nimo, look at my face." Sunshine said in her stern 'get your shit together' voice.
Nimo stopped laughing and she sat upright. Whenever Sunshine used that tone, she meant serious business. The first time she used it; she had asked her to accompany her to Tommy Basil's house as she was going to break his ankle for stealing her bike.