Curly Shepard

"really? Thanks, man.. jus' fries 'n a coke."

He nodded and ordered for them

Curly just kicked his feet under his chair when their order came.

"their good, I ain't picky though." He shrugged, diving into his food with ferocity.

"really? Thanks, man.. jus' fries 'n a coke."

He nodded and ordered for them

Curly just kicked his feet under his chair when their order came.

"really? Thanks, man.. jus' fries 'n a coke."

He stood next to him and pulled out a weed, lighting it and taking a drag.

Curly kicked his feet, smoking and occasionally looking at M&M in the corner of his eyes.

Curly smirked and took one, popping it in his mouth after blowing his smoke out in Em's face.

He shrugged, smirking. "No reason." He mumbled, nudging M&M with his shoulder.

“Don’t act mysterious, Curls.” He teased and offered more M&Ms

"Don't gotta act, 's whad I am, cool 'n mysterious." He joked, taking a small handful.

“Totally..” M&M crossed his arms and rolled his eyes, grinning with a hint of pink in his face

He rolled his eyes. "Anythin' new wit ya?"

“Not really, I’ve just been slumming it in the library.. you?”

"Nerd..." He mumbled. "Not much, ain't gone nothin' but crime, and even that's borin'..."

“When are you not getting in trouble?”

"..when I'm sleepin'?"

"Thanks." He grinned, following suit.

“Any plans?”

"Probably gon' bum 'round my house all week, nothin' goods playin' ad the drive-in er movie house."

“Okay, you’re always welcome to come around my house! My ma and pa won’t mind, I have a buncha little siblings though..”

"Migh' have'ta ta take ya up on thad, Tim's geddin' tired of seein' me at home all the time. Don't minde long as yer siblin's don't bother us."

“They won’t bother, they all have their own agenda. It’s like a band of worker ants!” He grinned

"Good. Guess I'll be comin' over sometime."

“For real?”

"Yeah, ain' no reason nod ta."

He rolled his eyes. "I am.. jus' makin' exceptions."

“For little ol’ me?” He scooted towards Curly

"emphasis on liddle." He teased.

He subtly panicked, scooting closer to Em. "I was jokin'!"

M&M shook his head “you obviously don’t like me..” he held his laugh in

"What? No, I like ya! Yer one'a my bes' friendsñ" he not so subtly panicked, not catching the sarcasm.

“I am?” He forgot about the act for a second

His brows furrowed. "Obviously."

“Didn’t.. know that..” he smiled shy like

"oh—er.. now ya' do..." He murmured, embarrassed

"really? I mean, good..." He looked away, uncharacteristically shy.

"..'course ya' do.. you and Ponyboy are the only friends I really god, everyone else is jus'.. there."

"whatever..." He mumbled. "You two would be friends, Pony's all fer that nature shit."

"Yeah." He shrugged

“Do you two hang out a lot?” He asked curiously

"Yeah, 'bout as much as you an' I."

“Ohhh.. how long ya known him?”

"Mhh, my whole life? Our mom's were frien's.. well, 'fore 'm mom left."

"yeah."

Curly paused, looking away, face turning red, shaking off his leather jacket and tossing it at M&M. "...'ere..."

"no problem..." He shrugged, slouching shyly.

“It’s getting late, you gonna go home? I was planning on walking over to the Dingo an’ get myself an order of fries, wanna come?”

"yeah, I'll come..."

He stood next to him and pulled out a weed, lighting it and taking a drag.

Curly kicked his feet, smoking and occasionally looking at M&M in the corner of his eyes.

Curly smirked and took one, popping it in his mouth after blowing his smoke out in Em's face.

He shrugged, smirking. "No reason." He mumbled, nudging M&M with his shoulder.

“Don’t act mysterious, Curls.” He teased and offered more M&Ms

"Don't gotta act, 's whad I am, cool 'n mysterious." He joked, taking a small handful.

“Totally..” M&M crossed his arms and rolled his eyes, grinning with a hint of pink in his face

He rolled his eyes. "Anythin' new wit ya?"

“Not really, I’ve just been slumming it in the library.. you?”

"Nerd..." He mumbled. "Not much, ain't gone nothin' but crime, and even that's borin'..."

“When are you not getting in trouble?”

"..when I'm sleepin'?"

"Thanks." He grinned, following suit.

“Any plans?”

"Probably gon' bum 'round my house all week, nothin' goods playin' ad the drive-in er movie house."

“Okay, you’re always welcome to come around my house! My ma and pa won’t mind, I have a buncha little siblings though..”

"Migh' have'ta ta take ya up on thad, Tim's geddin' tired of seein' me at home all the time. Don't minde long as yer siblin's don't bother us."

“They won’t bother, they all have their own agenda. It’s like a band of worker ants!” He grinned

"Good. Guess I'll be comin' over sometime."

“For real?”

"Yeah, ain' no reason nod ta."

He rolled his eyes. "I am.. jus' makin' exceptions."

“For little ol’ me?” He scooted towards Curly

"emphasis on liddle." He teased.

He subtly panicked, scooting closer to Em. "I was jokin'!"

M&M shook his head “you obviously don’t like me..” he held his laugh in

"What? No, I like ya! Yer one'a my bes' friendsñ" he not so subtly panicked, not catching the sarcasm.

“I am?” He forgot about the act for a second

His brows furrowed. "Obviously."

“Didn’t.. know that..” he smiled shy like

"oh—er.. now ya' do..." He murmured, embarrassed

"really? I mean, good..." He looked away, uncharacteristically shy.

"..'course ya' do.. you and Ponyboy are the only friends I really god, everyone else is jus'.. there."

"whatever..." He mumbled. "You two would be friends, Pony's all fer that nature shit."

"Yeah." He shrugged

“Do you two hang out a lot?” He asked curiously

"Yeah, 'bout as much as you an' I."

“Ohhh.. how long ya known him?”

"Mhh, my whole life? Our mom's were frien's.. well, 'fore 'm mom left."

"yeah."

Curly paused, looking away, face turning red, shaking off his leather jacket and tossing it at M&M. "...'ere..."

"no problem..." He shrugged, slouching shyly.

He stood next to him and pulled out a weed, lighting it and taking a drag.

Curly kicked his feet, smoking and occasionally looking at M&M in the corner of his eyes.

Curly smirked and took one, popping it in his mouth after blowing his smoke out in Em's face.

He shrugged, smirking. "No reason." He mumbled, nudging M&M with his shoulder.

“Don’t act mysterious, Curls.” He teased and offered more M&Ms

"Don't gotta act, 's whad I am, cool 'n mysterious." He joked, taking a small handful.

“Totally..” M&M crossed his arms and rolled his eyes, grinning with a hint of pink in his face

He rolled his eyes. "Anythin' new wit ya?"

“Not really, I’ve just been slumming it in the library.. you?”

"Nerd..." He mumbled. "Not much, ain't gone nothin' but crime, and even that's borin'..."

“When are you not getting in trouble?”

"..when I'm sleepin'?"

"Thanks." He grinned, following suit.

“Any plans?”

"Probably gon' bum 'round my house all week, nothin' goods playin' ad the drive-in er movie house."

“Okay, you’re always welcome to come around my house! My ma and pa won’t mind, I have a buncha little siblings though..”

"Migh' have'ta ta take ya up on thad, Tim's geddin' tired of seein' me at home all the time. Don't minde long as yer siblin's don't bother us."

“They won’t bother, they all have their own agenda. It’s like a band of worker ants!” He grinned

"Good. Guess I'll be comin' over sometime."

“For real?”

"Yeah, ain' no reason nod ta."

He rolled his eyes. "I am.. jus' makin' exceptions."

“For little ol’ me?” He scooted towards Curly

"emphasis on liddle." He teased.

He subtly panicked, scooting closer to Em. "I was jokin'!"

M&M shook his head “you obviously don’t like me..” he held his laugh in

"What? No, I like ya! Yer one'a my bes' friendsñ" he not so subtly panicked, not catching the sarcasm.

“I am?” He forgot about the act for a second

His brows furrowed. "Obviously."

“Didn’t.. know that..” he smiled shy like

"oh—er.. now ya' do..." He murmured, embarrassed

"really? I mean, good..." He looked away, uncharacteristically shy.

"..'course ya' do.. you and Ponyboy are the only friends I really god, everyone else is jus'.. there."

"whatever..." He mumbled. "You two would be friends, Pony's all fer that nature shit."

"Yeah." He shrugged

“Do you two hang out a lot?” He asked curiously

"Yeah, 'bout as much as you an' I."

“Ohhh.. how long ya known him?”

"Mhh, my whole life? Our mom's were frien's.. well, 'fore 'm mom left."

"yeah."

Curly paused, looking away, face turning red, shaking off his leather jacket and tossing it at M&M. "...'ere..."

He stood next to him and pulled out a weed, lighting it and taking a drag.

Curly kicked his feet, smoking and occasionally looking at M&M in the corner of his eyes.

Curly smirked and took one, popping it in his mouth after blowing his smoke out in Em's face.

He shrugged, smirking. "No reason." He mumbled, nudging M&M with his shoulder.

“Don’t act mysterious, Curls.” He teased and offered more M&Ms

"Don't gotta act, 's whad I am, cool 'n mysterious." He joked, taking a small handful.

“Totally..” M&M crossed his arms and rolled his eyes, grinning with a hint of pink in his face

He rolled his eyes. "Anythin' new wit ya?"

“Not really, I’ve just been slumming it in the library.. you?”

"Nerd..." He mumbled. "Not much, ain't gone nothin' but crime, and even that's borin'..."

“When are you not getting in trouble?”

"..when I'm sleepin'?"

"Thanks." He grinned, following suit.

“Any plans?”

"Probably gon' bum 'round my house all week, nothin' goods playin' ad the drive-in er movie house."

“Okay, you’re always welcome to come around my house! My ma and pa won’t mind, I have a buncha little siblings though..”

"Migh' have'ta ta take ya up on thad, Tim's geddin' tired of seein' me at home all the time. Don't minde long as yer siblin's don't bother us."

“They won’t bother, they all have their own agenda. It’s like a band of worker ants!” He grinned

"Good. Guess I'll be comin' over sometime."

“For real?”

"Yeah, ain' no reason nod ta."

He rolled his eyes. "I am.. jus' makin' exceptions."

“For little ol’ me?” He scooted towards Curly

"emphasis on liddle." He teased.

He subtly panicked, scooting closer to Em. "I was jokin'!"

M&M shook his head “you obviously don’t like me..” he held his laugh in

"What? No, I like ya! Yer one'a my bes' friendsñ" he not so subtly panicked, not catching the sarcasm.

“I am?” He forgot about the act for a second

His brows furrowed. "Obviously."

“Didn’t.. know that..” he smiled shy like

"oh—er.. now ya' do..." He murmured, embarrassed

"really? I mean, good..." He looked away, uncharacteristically shy.

"..'course ya' do.. you and Ponyboy are the only friends I really god, everyone else is jus'.. there."

"whatever..." He mumbled. "You two would be friends, Pony's all fer that nature shit."

"Yeah." He shrugged

“Do you two hang out a lot?” He asked curiously

"Yeah, 'bout as much as you an' I."

“Ohhh.. how long ya known him?”

"Mhh, my whole life? Our mom's were frien's.. well, 'fore 'm mom left."

"yeah."

He stood next to him and pulled out a weed, lighting it and taking a drag.

Curly kicked his feet, smoking and occasionally looking at M&M in the corner of his eyes.

Curly smirked and took one, popping it in his mouth after blowing his smoke out in Em's face.

He shrugged, smirking. "No reason." He mumbled, nudging M&M with his shoulder.

“Don’t act mysterious, Curls.” He teased and offered more M&Ms

"Don't gotta act, 's whad I am, cool 'n mysterious." He joked, taking a small handful.

“Totally..” M&M crossed his arms and rolled his eyes, grinning with a hint of pink in his face

He rolled his eyes. "Anythin' new wit ya?"

“Not really, I’ve just been slumming it in the library.. you?”

"Nerd..." He mumbled. "Not much, ain't gone nothin' but crime, and even that's borin'..."

“When are you not getting in trouble?”

"..when I'm sleepin'?"

"Thanks." He grinned, following suit.

“Any plans?”

"Probably gon' bum 'round my house all week, nothin' goods playin' ad the drive-in er movie house."

“Okay, you’re always welcome to come around my house! My ma and pa won’t mind, I have a buncha little siblings though..”

"Migh' have'ta ta take ya up on thad, Tim's geddin' tired of seein' me at home all the time. Don't minde long as yer siblin's don't bother us."

“They won’t bother, they all have their own agenda. It’s like a band of worker ants!” He grinned

"Good. Guess I'll be comin' over sometime."

“For real?”

"Yeah, ain' no reason nod ta."

He rolled his eyes. "I am.. jus' makin' exceptions."

“For little ol’ me?” He scooted towards Curly

"emphasis on liddle." He teased.

He subtly panicked, scooting closer to Em. "I was jokin'!"

M&M shook his head “you obviously don’t like me..” he held his laugh in

"What? No, I like ya! Yer one'a my bes' friendsñ" he not so subtly panicked, not catching the sarcasm.

“I am?” He forgot about the act for a second

His brows furrowed. "Obviously."

“Didn’t.. know that..” he smiled shy like

"oh—er.. now ya' do..." He murmured, embarrassed

"really? I mean, good..." He looked away, uncharacteristically shy.

"..'course ya' do.. you and Ponyboy are the only friends I really god, everyone else is jus'.. there."

"whatever..." He mumbled. "You two would be friends, Pony's all fer that nature shit."

"Yeah." He shrugged

“Do you two hang out a lot?” He asked curiously

"Yeah, 'bout as much as you an' I."

“Ohhh.. how long ya known him?”

"Mhh, my whole life? Our mom's were frien's.. well, 'fore 'm mom left."

He stood next to him and pulled out a weed, lighting it and taking a drag.

Curly kicked his feet, smoking and occasionally looking at M&M in the corner of his eyes.

Curly smirked and took one, popping it in his mouth after blowing his smoke out in Em's face.

He shrugged, smirking. "No reason." He mumbled, nudging M&M with his shoulder.

“Don’t act mysterious, Curls.” He teased and offered more M&Ms

"Don't gotta act, 's whad I am, cool 'n mysterious." He joked, taking a small handful.

“Totally..” M&M crossed his arms and rolled his eyes, grinning with a hint of pink in his face

He rolled his eyes. "Anythin' new wit ya?"

“Not really, I’ve just been slumming it in the library.. you?”

"Nerd..." He mumbled. "Not much, ain't gone nothin' but crime, and even that's borin'..."

“When are you not getting in trouble?”

"..when I'm sleepin'?"

"Thanks." He grinned, following suit.

“Any plans?”

"Probably gon' bum 'round my house all week, nothin' goods playin' ad the drive-in er movie house."

“Okay, you’re always welcome to come around my house! My ma and pa won’t mind, I have a buncha little siblings though..”

"Migh' have'ta ta take ya up on thad, Tim's geddin' tired of seein' me at home all the time. Don't minde long as yer siblin's don't bother us."

“They won’t bother, they all have their own agenda. It’s like a band of worker ants!” He grinned

"Good. Guess I'll be comin' over sometime."

“For real?”

"Yeah, ain' no reason nod ta."

He rolled his eyes. "I am.. jus' makin' exceptions."

“For little ol’ me?” He scooted towards Curly

"emphasis on liddle." He teased.

He subtly panicked, scooting closer to Em. "I was jokin'!"

M&M shook his head “you obviously don’t like me..” he held his laugh in

"What? No, I like ya! Yer one'a my bes' friendsñ" he not so subtly panicked, not catching the sarcasm.

“I am?” He forgot about the act for a second

His brows furrowed. "Obviously."

“Didn’t.. know that..” he smiled shy like

"oh—er.. now ya' do..." He murmured, embarrassed

"really? I mean, good..." He looked away, uncharacteristically shy.

"..'course ya' do.. you and Ponyboy are the only friends I really god, everyone else is jus'.. there."

"whatever..." He mumbled. "You two would be friends, Pony's all fer that nature shit."

"Yeah." He shrugged

“Do you two hang out a lot?” He asked curiously

"Yeah, 'bout as much as you an' I."

He stood next to him and pulled out a weed, lighting it and taking a drag.

Curly kicked his feet, smoking and occasionally looking at M&M in the corner of his eyes.

Curly smirked and took one, popping it in his mouth after blowing his smoke out in Em's face.

He shrugged, smirking. "No reason." He mumbled, nudging M&M with his shoulder.

“Don’t act mysterious, Curls.” He teased and offered more M&Ms

"Don't gotta act, 's whad I am, cool 'n mysterious." He joked, taking a small handful.

“Totally..” M&M crossed his arms and rolled his eyes, grinning with a hint of pink in his face

He rolled his eyes. "Anythin' new wit ya?"

“Not really, I’ve just been slumming it in the library.. you?”

"Nerd..." He mumbled. "Not much, ain't gone nothin' but crime, and even that's borin'..."

“When are you not getting in trouble?”

"..when I'm sleepin'?"

"Thanks." He grinned, following suit.

“Any plans?”

"Probably gon' bum 'round my house all week, nothin' goods playin' ad the drive-in er movie house."

“Okay, you’re always welcome to come around my house! My ma and pa won’t mind, I have a buncha little siblings though..”

"Migh' have'ta ta take ya up on thad, Tim's geddin' tired of seein' me at home all the time. Don't minde long as yer siblin's don't bother us."

“They won’t bother, they all have their own agenda. It’s like a band of worker ants!” He grinned

"Good. Guess I'll be comin' over sometime."

“For real?”

"Yeah, ain' no reason nod ta."

He rolled his eyes. "I am.. jus' makin' exceptions."

“For little ol’ me?” He scooted towards Curly

"emphasis on liddle." He teased.

He subtly panicked, scooting closer to Em. "I was jokin'!"

M&M shook his head “you obviously don’t like me..” he held his laugh in

"What? No, I like ya! Yer one'a my bes' friendsñ" he not so subtly panicked, not catching the sarcasm.

“I am?” He forgot about the act for a second

His brows furrowed. "Obviously."

“Didn’t.. know that..” he smiled shy like

"oh—er.. now ya' do..." He murmured, embarrassed

"really? I mean, good..." He looked away, uncharacteristically shy.

"..'course ya' do.. you and Ponyboy are the only friends I really god, everyone else is jus'.. there."

"whatever..." He mumbled. "You two would be friends, Pony's all fer that nature shit."

"Yeah." He shrugged

He stood next to him and pulled out a weed, lighting it and taking a drag.

Curly kicked his feet, smoking and occasionally looking at M&M in the corner of his eyes.

Curly smirked and took one, popping it in his mouth after blowing his smoke out in Em's face.

He shrugged, smirking. "No reason." He mumbled, nudging M&M with his shoulder.

“Don’t act mysterious, Curls.” He teased and offered more M&Ms

"Don't gotta act, 's whad I am, cool 'n mysterious." He joked, taking a small handful.

“Totally..” M&M crossed his arms and rolled his eyes, grinning with a hint of pink in his face

He rolled his eyes. "Anythin' new wit ya?"

“Not really, I’ve just been slumming it in the library.. you?”

"Nerd..." He mumbled. "Not much, ain't gone nothin' but crime, and even that's borin'..."

“When are you not getting in trouble?”

"..when I'm sleepin'?"

"Thanks." He grinned, following suit.

“Any plans?”

"Probably gon' bum 'round my house all week, nothin' goods playin' ad the drive-in er movie house."

“Okay, you’re always welcome to come around my house! My ma and pa won’t mind, I have a buncha little siblings though..”

"Migh' have'ta ta take ya up on thad, Tim's geddin' tired of seein' me at home all the time. Don't minde long as yer siblin's don't bother us."

“They won’t bother, they all have their own agenda. It’s like a band of worker ants!” He grinned

"Good. Guess I'll be comin' over sometime."

“For real?”

"Yeah, ain' no reason nod ta."

He rolled his eyes. "I am.. jus' makin' exceptions."

“For little ol’ me?” He scooted towards Curly

"emphasis on liddle." He teased.

He subtly panicked, scooting closer to Em. "I was jokin'!"

M&M shook his head “you obviously don’t like me..” he held his laugh in

"What? No, I like ya! Yer one'a my bes' friendsñ" he not so subtly panicked, not catching the sarcasm.

“I am?” He forgot about the act for a second

His brows furrowed. "Obviously."

“Didn’t.. know that..” he smiled shy like

"oh—er.. now ya' do..." He murmured, embarrassed

"really? I mean, good..." He looked away, uncharacteristically shy.

"..'course ya' do.. you and Ponyboy are the only friends I really god, everyone else is jus'.. there."