I can’t leave now, [ and, in a teasing tone as he set his hand on the side of lazarus’ shoulder to give a light squeeze, ] you’ll look too invested in the kids snorting cinnamon.
[ red cocaine. spicy weed. same difference. either way, he’s not getting near that. ]
no subject
[ red cocaine. spicy weed. same difference. either way, he’s not getting near that. ]