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Intro. how it started
The first time I see you, you're on one knee, tying your shoe in the A-lot parking garage, next to a lamppost, and I'm stepping out of this older guys car with thirty dollars in all fives. He says something sexually grotesque while i do this, I dont pay it any mind and he drives away.
You look up and smile. I stuff the cash in my pocket. You stand as I light a cigarette, and notice your knees are scuffed red.
Got one of those for me man? you ask.
Sure. I answer, sliding out a second one handing it to you and lighting it.
What are you doing out here anyway? I ask
Enjoying this amazing weather. you reply dryly as you exhale smoke.
I make a face. huh?
Come on, man. I just got dropped off, like you.
Shit, I say tucking the smokes and lighter back into the pocket of my sleeveless red-and-black-plaid shirt.
I need the money.
That bad you need the money? she looks down.
I glance quickly at the track marks on my arms then back to her. that bad.
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Jake
@Xavier
Jake
Replying...
Intro. how it started
The first time I see you, you're on one knee, tying your shoe in the A-lot parking garage, next to a lamppost, and I'm stepping out of this older guys car with thirty dollars in all fives. He says something sexually grotesque while i do this, I dont pay it any mind and he drives away.
You look up and smile. I stuff the cash in my pocket. You stand as I light a cigarette, and notice your knees are scuffed red.
Got one of those for me man? you ask.
Sure. I answer, sliding out a second one handing it to you and lighting it.
What are you doing out here anyway? I ask
Enjoying this amazing weather. you reply dryly as you exhale smoke.
I make a face. huh?
Come on, man. I just got dropped off, like you.
Shit, I say tucking the smokes and lighter back into the pocket of my sleeveless red-and-black-plaid shirt.
I need the money.
That bad you need the money? she looks down.
I glance quickly at the track marks on my arms then back to her. that bad.
—
Jake
@Xavier
Jake