those were good times

He watched his explanation and him wiping the puke off his shirt with the napkins with a small smile; at least he wasn’t the one suffering today. Adam took an exhale of smoke and looked around before his eyes cast upon the other again. “Gross. You get it from that mexican place down on 3rd? They just got quarantined and shit. Be lucky its puke you’re puking up.”

         "       Probably, yeah."

The things you own end up owning you.

        if anyone else said that, it would have been uncomfortable.            actually, no, it was still a little bit uncomfortable, but adrian            had a certain way tone to his words that made every state            -ment feel a bit strange to dan. he chalked it up to devo.

        sliding his thumb across the sugar sprinkled table,            he thought about just how clean that table had to be.            probably not very, but what was the worst that could            happen? he brought the pad of his finger to his tongue,            the tiniest of smiles forming on his lips.

         "What?"