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swallowing his eyes and pointy
(who knows why!) yellow teeth.
Anyway, it was fun. And I have to
admit, Trey or no Trey, my attraction
to Quade is stronger than ever.
Yeah, yeah, part of that’s being
buzzed and wanting to be kissed. More
is wanting that missed-chance kiss.
As I was leaving, Damian (Raccoon
Man) pulled me aside. Hey. Can you
score more of that crystal?
“Maybe,” I said. “But it isn’t cheap,”
added Bree, recognizing the chance
to make a little on the deal.
No problem. I’ll take a ball, if you
can get it. And I’d rather pay more
than get one that’s short.
A man [raccoon] after my own
heart. I don’t need to “borrow”
from his if I can come up with
some extra cash to apply to my own
account with Brad, who I’m
hoping will front me some.
Good thing I had plenty tonight,
to combat the alcohol. I had
half a dozen beers, something
I’ve never done before, and beyond
the high of the glass is a definite
three-point-eight low. That, plus
the pot, which I haven’t smoked
