I had woken up early, the morning is nigh and dark, even if there isn’t a single cloud in the sky. Why I had woken up is beyond me, although I had been given a new film the other day. I had not watched it yet, but apparently, I couldn’t wait any longer.
In nothing but a light pink night dress I slip out of bed, my feet hitting the cool wooden floor under the bed with merely a silent thud.
As I walk out of my room, sneaking downstairs to the TV in the large room in the basement, my darker pinkish hair, only bound by a blue band bounced with joy from each of my steps, in a hyper set of joyous curls, like the icon I had been looking forwards to see. I had slipped a pin with blue and yellow balloons in my hair, just above and beyond my ears, where I could know them to be seen.
As I reach the lowest step on the final flight of stairs, I can clearly see the large screen of the flat TV, where it had been mounted on the shorter wall, facing a large, soft and fluffy sofa, lining the two side walls.
I finally do break the plastic seal of the film as I walk the few remaining steps towards the TV, opening the package and pull the disc out, slipping it into the player found right under the TV.
The Player and TV are on and I hit play, just making sure the sound volume isn’t high enough to wake anyone up. I know I would have been penalized, if they woke up, I had no interest in finding out just what I would have to suffer, short of not seeing my film, that is.
There is a small entry scene, credits played up and the silly theme with the same tune as they always had. I had heard and seen them about a million times by now, both in the episodes and the few films I had had the joy to be given, thus seen over and over.
While the intro scene had been playing, I walked back to the shiny black leather sofa, slipping up and carefully sitting into the soft and shiny leather.
Looking at the image, framed by an inch of shiny, black plastic, touching the luxury beech wood panel, covering the walls of the room. The one small difference on the oak panel of the floor is that it is not just smooth and shiny, it has no comforting profiled structure to it.