#cwad

These are the drawings I did today, an eye W/ zodiac constellations (the writing is based of that drawing, written by @its-ya-fox-cwad ), a blind eye, and a comic thing of someone crying.

The quality of the photos are really bad, I'm sorry. The flash went weird because of my phone case, sorry

Like hunting dogs given a scent, Michael and I were on the prowl for all things intoxicating. And I had a lead, MC Loone. Safe to say I had not been a great friend to Robbie before this point, but he had connections, reputation and a phone number. I arranged to meet him in the next town over. Brid. The east coast capital of no where, a tramps holiday hoorah.

After meeting Robbie under the pretence of catching up, my motives became clear, I wanted some of that good green. I found Robbie's reaction disturbingly natural, with one phone call and a few selected words he had a plan in action. All I need do now was hand the money over and be on my merry way. But with my wallet sitting on the desk over in Filey, little over 7 miles away, that was a difficult option.

It was half past two and Mike would be finishing work soon to return to the flat. After promise to pay for his ticket Mike was Brid bound for the first time and I was heading to the train station to greet him. No one had offered to walk to the train station with me. But seeing I was alone Cwad took his chance.

Cwad still remains to be one of the most interesting characters of my life. A manipulative, psychotic, impulsive force of nature, yet a loyal and unknowingly iconic friend. I don't think I was ready to introduce the force of Cwad to the stability of Michael.

After meeting Mike, getting the rubbles and returning to Robbie to complete the transaction we quickly said our goodbyes and I begrudgingly promised to keep in touch with Callum.