“ why the fuck are you complaining about too much booze? you like a boring ass sober dude or something? ” fingers wrap around the drink, taking his own sip without care as other hand pours the lousy soda. “ i still better get a tip. ”
at this point, kid will be lucky if mick even pays for the drink, let alone tips the fucker. every day of sobriety is a test. “ cute. was it mommy or daddy that turned you into such a little cunt? ”












