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“No, it won’t hurt. It’ll probably help, actually.” Right now she was fine, but she was going to be cooking a lot, even while they were just here for the weekend and while she was totally fine with doing it all alone, an extra pair of hands could help a lot. Minnie may like doing things herself, but she was smart enough to admit when she needed help. She wasn’t that prideful, or stubborn.

That was a lie she could be very prideful, and stubborn. Just not when it came to something like this.

Minnie let out a sigh as Layah joked about having the munchies, and decided not to remind her that she only brought a certain amount of food for them to eat. They’d already had this conversation in the RV, the situation hadn’t changed. “Here, eat some of these.” She muttered tossing a bag of carrot sticks towards her. “Just not all of them, please.”

She watched as Layah started to cook the hotdogs, and wrinkled her nose slightly really hoping that was sanitary to eat off of. God, if she got food poisoning from this because people didn’t know how to clean up after themselves she was going to be very mad. That was the last thing she needed. “I might,” Minnie said shrugging a little at Layah’s question. “There is a lot I need to get through so, it might be smart too. I mean it’s not like we have any other plans while we’re out here.”

Cooking was really the only thing she cared about at the moment, being able to make as much money as she could. “I’m going to be heading into Chemo next week,” Minnie muttered almost under her breath, and got out the hotdog rolls, along with ketchup and mustard. “So, I do want to get as much done as I can.”

Layah took a handful of carrots and placed them on her lap, eating them as the meat cooked on the nicely built fire. It surprised her that she remembered how to do these things, not that they were difficult, but the fact that she had done them the same way her father had shown her -- it was a mix of emotions she really didn’t have the want or need to explore. She’ll just quietly thank her father for showing her a thing or two and lay it to rest. 

Her head was buzzing and she was just right, she put away the half smoked joint, extinguishing it with her fingers and saliva and put it away. She grabbed a paper plate from a nearby plastic tub and handed them over to Minnie, who looked like she really wasn’t having a good time? “Never been camping huh?” Getting to know each other, it was something that rest on top of Layah’s list of things to do. 

Now she was adding, ‘Cook meth’ to that list. It was something she was worried about, not wanting to fuck it up, but if Minnie was by her side, fixing her fuck ups wouldn’t be so hard, it was more of preventing the fuck ups that made Layah worry. 

“Are your parents going to take you? I can -- if you want. I can keep you updated with all the shit. Also, can I write the recipe down in a notebook or something? I don’t think I’ll learn that fast...” There was a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach, one she couldn’t understand, maybe it was best to leave it alone and focus on the present.

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“Probably,” Minnie said resting her hands on her knees. “There’s a reason whenever we were told to pick a group in class I always opted to work on my own.” Not to mention whenever she was forced into groups she ended up doing all the work, and only getting part of the credit. Not to mention she really never had any friends that she wanted to work in a group with, so that was a factor too. Sure, she was in a study group now, but it wasn’t like they had to do any work together. They just studied.

This was different though, she couldn’t expect to do all of the work always. Maybe she ended up feeling crappy and couldn’t preform to her own standards, then what? Layah was going to have to take over. “I’m just not good with working with people. Or I’m not good with people in general. I don’t know if you’ve noticed,” Minnie said in a dry tone, and arched an eyebrow. When she continued on she casually shrugged her shoulders and spoke with a sigh, “I wouldn’t take it personally. It doesn’t mean I don’t want you around.”

If she didn’t want Layah around she wouldn’t have talked to her in the first place, and she definitely wouldn’t be here outside ‘camping’. Money or not.

Minnie leaned over to look through the bags of food she had brought when Layah asked if she was hungry, and realized… she should have brought camping food. Marshmallows, and things for s'mores. Oh well. Maybe if she didn’t bring up the idea no one would know any better. “Sure, I brought stuff like hot dogs, we can cook those over the fire. I also have stuff for sandwiches, and vegitables. I brought peanut butter and crackers too, that’s in there somewhere…”

She turned and looked at Layah when she offered her a joint and rolled her eyes, “no thanks. I’m choosing not to go the medical marijuana route,” Minnie joked in a deadpan way and pulled the hotdogs out of her bag holding them out for Layah to take.

Layah sighed and retreated the joint, placing the rather smelly cigarette between her lips and lit it. A few hits, then she licked her finger tips and extinguished the joint and placed it in her ear and went on and listened to her. “If you say it like that, I guess I can learn, won’t hurt yo.” She really didn’t want to, but it seemed like she didn’t have a choice in the matter. Layah didn’t think about it much, not realizing that Minnie asking her to join her in the cooking process was probably a big deal. 

“Whatever you want to eat, I’m probably going to have that and munchies yo.” She giggled, placing her arms over her head ans she relaxed and stared into the fire for a few moments. Even if cooking meth wasn’t exactly a good reason to go camping, she was at least happy it turned out that way. It gave her a weird sense, one she really couldn’t place a finger out, but she ignored it for now and enjoyed being outdoors. “Will you be cooking anymore tonight?” She asked, still coherent enough to have a normal conversation. 

It wasn’t like it was her first joint, if anything Layah could be considered a lover of the green herb, so of course, it took a lot more to make her, for the lack of a better work, stupid. Whatever food Minnie took out, she placed on a small metal tray and heated it up, because there was nothing better than a warm meal while being in the middle of nowhere. 

A few moments and she was serving them on small paper plates, ones she’d taken out of a small storage space on the side of the RV. In all honesty, buying the RV had been a great idea and Layah couldn’t help but feel like it was now here baby and would do anything to keep her up and running, even after they stopped cooking. 

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“I’m just saying it gets very cold at night,” Minnie commented as she headed into the trailer to start setting up the lab. Ok, that wasn’t all she was saying, she was saying she didn’t want to sleep outside at all, but it wasn’t like she had a choice. Sleeping in the RV with all the chemicals was probably a bad idea. Especially for her.

Still, she didn’t know why Layah seemed so surprised that she wasn’t a big fan of sleeping outside. What exactly about her screamed ‘I like camping’? Nothing.

It didn’t matter, Minnie forgot about it anyway while she set up the lab. She was in her element then, actually doing something she enjoyed– and lately she didn’t feel like she was enjoying much of anything. With the diagnoses of her cancer, the lack of money, and the stress of possibly getting caught by the cops doing this whole meth thing and ruining what might be left of her future; not much was coming up Minnie at the moment. So, at least there was something she could enjoy, even if that something was setting up a meth lab in an old beat up RV.

Once the lab was set up to her standards Minnie discarded her clothes out the door, made sure all the food and other stuff Layah brought was out side, and pulled one of the masks she brought over her head to begin the cook. No time like the present, right?

Only a few hours later did she emerge, collecting her clothes again and going to sit by the tent Layah set up. “You know, if you want to learn… I’m not a good teacher but… you know.” She trailed off awkwardly because she realized earlier she may have been a bit buzz kill. It was just how she was, but she usually didn’t mean it. Usually.

Everything was now set up and ready to be used. She had a nice little set up, perhaps it was a little to comfortable and she should prepare to flee if, god forbid, the cops came out here to investigate, but she knew that the cops wouldn't bother coming all the way out here as they really didn't care about who lived out there. It was a terrible thing to say, but luckily, the nearest Reservation was thirty or so miles away, nobody would be able to find them out here. She opened up her camping chair and placed it by the small fire she had built. It'd keep them warm for the most part, plus it was a good thing she had brought a lot of blankets to keep them warm inside the tent. 

It didn't surprise Layah that Minnie started a cook the moment she arrived, which was a good thing, they needed go get as much product in order to start making that money. While she did her thing in the lab, Layah stayed out and kept a look, reading a few tattoo magazines and after she got bored with that, she rolled a perfect joint and waited for Minnie to finish doing her thing. 

Layah shrugged, "I don't know -- maybe, but I bet you'll get annoyed with me and kick my ass out." She laughed, trying to make a joke. She didn't mind learning, but what would be the point? Layah wasn't a cook, she didn't want to be a cook, not at the moment anyways. She'd leave that science shit to Minnie and Layah would focus on selling and moving the product, the thing she was most good at.

"You hungry?" She asked, reaching into her duffle bag for a tray that was pretty scorched, it was something she had stolen off a bum's fire barrel and used in her make shift put back home. It was usually used to heat stuff up but not actually cook with. The metal tray was placed on top of the fire and ready to be used if Minnie wanted. Layah wondered if Minnie was surprised she knew a thing or two about camping, but she quickly pushed that thought away and showed her the perfectly rolled joint, "Wanna hit it?" She wiggled her brows and grinned.

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“Who’s Travis?” Minnie asked looking almost a little panicked. Layah may have been cool with telling all these stoners about her, but she wasn’t as cool with it. Hadn’t they just been talking about how unpredictable junkies were?

Not that Minnie was pouting about it. No, that wasn’t why she kicked a rock and totally scuffed her own shoe that she had just bought. Grumbling under her breath, Minnie bent over and rubbed the scuff mark out of her shoe while she thought. No, she didn’t like Layah telling every Tom, Dick, and Harry about this– but she had literally just asked if she told anyone because she knew someone needed to know. She was being irrational, Minnie knew this, but now that they were really doing this? The idea of people knowing was a lot scarier than it had been the other day.

And it had been pretty scary then too.

“Just… Just ask me before you tell anyone else,” she said finally coming to a conclusion. “You might think your friends like this Travis, and ‘Badger’ are trustworthy, but I don’t know them. Just keep that in mind.”

Minnie nodded her head when Layah suggested she start to set up the lab inside, while she worked out here. “Yes, that’s fine,” she said passing her and heading into the RV pausing for a moment before turning around. “A tent for what? Are we sleeping outside?”

It was probably obvious Minnie wasn’t exactly a 'sleeping outdoors’ type of girl. She wasn’t a 'go outside at all’ type of girl either, if she were being honest. “Did you bring sleeping bags?” Was she supposed to bring her own?

Layah sighed and put down the tent but kept the stick used to lift up the tent with her. “He’s my best friend -- I trust him, he’s not some idiot like Badger, yo you gotta trust me on this.” She shook her head, upset that she was acting like Layah was an idiot and maybe she was -- it just sucked when it was confirmed. 

She didn’t wait for her to reply, instead she went back to construct the tent, knowing that it’d get dark soon enough and they’d need a fire going. After a few moments, Layah was actually enjoying being outdoors and enjoying nature as sad as that sounded. She didn’t get to do that anymore, or rather she only did it once and now she felt nostalgic for some reason. It was strange, but nice and she hoped Minnie would take that stuck out of her ass and try to enjoy it. Of course, she was aware that this was more of a cooking than anything else, but perhaps for one night, it wouldn't’ be treated as such. 

“Yeah, we sleeping outside -- that a problem? I don’t want to be in an RV that smells like meth..” She trailed off, finally finished with setting up the tent, a few stakes in the ground and it wasn’t going anywhere. “Unless you wanna sleep in the RV, I don’t mind sleeping in the tent -- alone.”

“Nah, got everything we need right here yo.” Layah had actually gone to her grandmothers house before they left and picked up her grandfather’s old camping gear. Sure, it was a little outdated, but it was still good, her grandfather always bought the best stuff, but this wasn’t the time to feel sad, no -- she needed to set up the camp fire and please Princess Minnie somehow. 

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“The lab worked out fine,” Minnie gave a shrug, personally she’d rather be in a nice, clean, well put together lab than in the middle of no where in the desert. Wannabe Cops or not. Besides they got out of that situation perfectly fine. Or she got them out of that situation perfectly fine. And yes, she was completely ignoring the fact that she had wanted to quit doing this after they almost got caught herself. They hadn’t got caught, and it was clean. Two of her favorite things.

The RV would do ok though, it was– she tossed a look in the back – Well, it was clean enough, maybe she’d go around after this cook and really scrub things down. Leaving the cleaning up to layah might not have been the best idea, she’d seen her house… But it would be fine.

They drove in silence for a few miles before they finally came upon the vacant spot she’d planned for them to cook, and glanced over at Layah raising her eyebrows. “Pick a spot,” Minnie said with a shrug then motioned around, “somewhere not out in the open, we don’t want someone who might possibly drive by to see us. Just in case.” She doubted that would happen, but if they were going to be out here for a while you never knew. Even if it was someone who “loved meth as much as Layah did” Minnie would prefer no one found them at all.

Once they had found a place between some dunes, Minnie pushed the door open and headed out of the RV, stretching and looking around. “Not bad,” she commented, even if it was a little hot out. It could be worse.

“Did you tell any of your friends where you were going to be?” Minnie asked suddenly walking around the RV and looking at Layah. “I’m not a nature person, but I’ve seen those movies where creepy cannibals attack unsuspecting girls. I don’t need to die out here with no contingency plans to get away…" 

She found a good spot and and went to park in it, it, trying to avoid some of the boulders that had fallen for god knew where and finally shifted the RV into park and got up and stretched. Layah listened to Minnie as she stepped out of the vehicle with her and went to find some big rocks and placed them behind the back wheels of the RV so that it wouldn’t roll away. One she saw that it was secure, she looked around, thinking it was a good spot to do some cooking. 

“The only one I told was Travis, he’ll check up on us tomorrow or something, if that’s cool with you?” She asked as she grabbed the lever to roll down extra placeholders for the RV, she stopped and peeked over to look at Minnie, “Think it’s a good idea to keep these down?” She didn’t wait for her to answer and picked them back up, just in case something happened and they needed to bail .Layah doubted that would happened, but it was a possibility. 

The rocks would suffice and she went into the outside storage and took out cardboard boxes filled with equipment and other supplies and placed them in inside of the RV by the door. “Alright, did you want to set up inside while I set up the tent out here?” Layah figured they wouldn’t be sleeping in the RV, not with those fumes once they started cooking, but what did she know? She’d leave it up to Minnie to decide on what to do, but she had packed a big enough tent and brought a lot of blankets and camping supplies to make sleeping outside desirable. 

She kept this to herself, but there was a handgun in the glove compartment, Travis had given her his before she left and figured she wouldn’t need it, but just in case, she was locked and loaded. 

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Daniel Jones ( 48 ); Alive

Layah Jones ( 26 ); Alive

Lily Jones ( 45 ); Unknown

Sandra & Billy Jones ( 12 & 8 ); Alive

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Minnie simply scoffed at Layah’s words, and rolled her eyes turning to face out the front again. She wasn’t afraid of some person who probably wouldn’t even be able to function without drugs. Minnie wasn’t really the sort of person who was afraid of much at all, and junkies were definitely high on that list. Besides she wasn’t afraid of being hit either, how pathetic was a person who needed to resort to physical violence?

This Vesper person didn’t seem as big, and frightening as Layah was making her out to be, but she supposed she could understand. She wasn’t an idiot, and understood how negatively domestic abuse could affect someone.

The only reason she didn’t continue on this thread of conversation was because unlike what people believed of her, Minnie did have a bit more tact than that.

She gave a small shrug at Layah’s question glancing down at the map, “A few more miles until the turn, it’s the only road going off this one for like thirty miles so you can’t miss it,” Minnie explained. It’d likely be impossible for them to get lost– but then again a lot of things she once believed to be impossible were happening. She let her head fall back against the head rest and gave a small laugh as the absurdity of the situation seemed to hit her out of no where.

“We’re really going out in the middle of no where to cook meth?” It was phrased like a question, but it was more of a statement.

How fucking crazy was that?

Minnie just needed to trust Layah and accept her advice on not dealing with Vesper. That was something that Layah needed to do on her own. Deep down she knew it was her responsibility and she hadn’t wanted to do anything about it until now. Why did Layah always date the crazy ones? The ones that treated her just like her father? She scoffed at this realization, one she had known for a long time but never wanted to admit it. Daddy issues, she recalled the tantrum she threw when the bullshit therapist called her out on it. She had landed a few punches before the bodyguard nurses took her away and put her on lock-down for a week.

She was glad that the directions were clear and easy to follow, it helped make her feel a little at ease, but she was still on the edge for no reason. Minnie daring to even speak to Vesper had made her anxious, just the thought of them going at it -- it wasn’t pretty. Her grip on the wheel began to relax once she realized that everything was going to be okay. Nobody was going to act a fool and get themselves hurt, she hoped so at least. They had a lot riding on this whole ordeal and one stupid mistake would make it all tumble down. 

This advice was more for Layah, but it applied to Minnie too, of course she wasn’t going to say anything to her, because she didn’t know how. She picked up the bag of sunflower seeds and continued to chew on them, using her empty cup of soda to spit out the seeds. 

She briefly turned to look at her and laughed, “Better than a lab at the university with pigs walkin’ around yo, nobody out here but desert and maybe some Indians who love meth as much as i do.” Layah smiled, seeing that the road she needed to turn on was coming up, she turned and continued driving, “See any place we can park?”

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“You haven’t punched me,” Minnie muttered almost under her breath, almost too quietly and sourly for Layah to hear. Thankfully she was able to hold back a ‘yet’ though because well… She really didn’t know. She really didn’t know Layah, the two of them didn’t really seem to get along all too well, and like she said junkie’s were unpredictable. She’d never been punched before, of course. But Minnie was aware there were a great many people who had really, really wanted to.

It was a moot point though, that she didn’t really dwell on because Layah continued to speak, and Minnie stared at her with a shocked expression. “'it’s fine’?” Minnie repeated in an incredulous voice, “'it’s fine’ because you’ve… been in fights before, or–” her voice stopped because she wasn’t really sure she wanted to explore the other slew of reasons someone might be ok with someone “taking out” their anger on them. That wasn’t her business. Or maybe that wasn’t something she wanted to make her business.

Probably the second thing.

“Clearly it’s not fine,” She continued on in her business-like manner, “and next time I see her I’ll tell her to go away myself, if you don’t.”

Someone like that was the last thing Minnie needed lurking around. A violent junkie wasn’t good for anyone, not her fledgeling little business, and especially not her business partner. Even if that wasn’t exactly what mattered most it was easier this way– pretending it was just about business. Minnie had never really been good with things like feelings, or connecting with others in any other sort of way.

She was getting angry and she even had to count to ten several times just to calm her down. Minnie didn’t understand and that was fine, she didn’t need to understand, she just needed to be quiet and mind her own business. Vesper was to stay a nobody for Minnie, Layah not wanting her to do anything with Minnie and vice versa. She had done pretty good at keeping them separate, but even the bruises on her white skin would say otherwise, but she tried her best to keep her face as straight as can be whenever an intense pain shot right through her. 

Layah stopped chewing on the seeds and looked at her, her face shaking because that was the last thing she wanted Minnie or anyone to do for that matter. As if nobody had tried that before, she knew Travis had done, of course, she had known later thanks to a very angry Vesper blowing up in her face that this had happened. She was pissed at Travis for a whole two weeks. Layah had taken Vesper’s side, which had pissed Travis off as well. It had been a mess, one she didn’t want happening, not when the business was booming and things were finally looking up for Layah.

“Yo, are you fucking crazy? Have you seen the fucking bruises she leaves? You can’t handle any of that shit, so don’t even try. It ain’t worth it, yeah? Just leave her the fuck alone -- trust me.” Her hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, lips pursed as she tried to focus on the road ahead. All she could see was rocks and dirt, businesses began to disappear which mean they were getting close to the middle of nowhere. 

“How much longer?” She asked, her tone as serious as her eyes, letting Minnie know she was not having this conversation with her. 

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Her eyes probably almost rolled straight out of her skull with the exaggerated eye roll Minnie gave once Layah still managed to get her hands on some sort of food. She’d let it slide though, they were just sunflower seeds. Not like they were going to be sustaining on those during this trip. Of course Minnie was saying that now, but if this RV broke down in the middle of no where and they had nothing to eat? Well, she’d be wishing they had sunflower seeds to eat. Even if those made you dehydrated…

But then again Minnie was just mentally preparing for the worst that would probably not happen.

Hopefully it didn’t happen.

Minnie raised her eyebrows when Layah spoke about that girl she’d seen and gave a short sort of nod, “you have a girlfriend?” Not that it bothered her any, what bothered her more was Layah brushing her off like her having a girlfriend was something she didn’t want to talk about. “I’m not worried about anything, I was just wondering who she was. If she’s your girlfriend shouldn’t I know? You shoved the rest of your friends at me. Why not her?”

It was suspicious. And Minnie had the inkling feeling that it was something she should know about, besides she’d never been one to pick up on social cues like when someone wanted something dropped. She’d never cared about things like that. Why should she? She wanted to know, so Layah should tell her. Those were her feelings on the topic.

She didn’t want to talk about Vesper and how much they fought and hate-fucked. It wasn’t none of Minnie’s business, not when she’d probably think that she was a monster or something for being as violent as her girlfriend. Layah hated the fact that she used the world girlfriend, but that was the only accurate word she could use to describe her current relationship status. A handful of seeds went into her mouth and she opened the window a bit and started to spit out the shells, only for the wind to blow them back onto her face. 

Layah swerved a bit but regained control and figured that it was best to just spit them out in the empty bottle of Gatorade she had in the cup holder. All this to avoid her questions about Vesper. She tapped he fingers on the wheel, placing another handful of seeds and pretended that she couldn’t talk and she couldn’t, technically.

There was a reason why she didn’t want to tell Minnie about Vesper and mainly it was the fact that she was nobody to her. She was an ex who didn’t seem to understand that they were over and like very junkie, they can’t accept no for an answer. Besides; she really wasn’t doing great in the dating department and sure, things got lonely at night so she had accepted her back. When she wasn’t high off her ass, Vesper was actually fun to be with. They both loved playing instruments and listen to music, but now -- it was all about the drugs. 

She spit out the seeds and sighed, “Because, you don’t need to know her. She’s nobody and it’s going to stay that way. Besides, she’s a fucking junkie yo, which means she's unpredictable and will probably punch you.” Layah chuckled, but really didn’t mean it, “She’s a fuckin’ bitch and loves to take it out on me sometimes -- it’s fine, nothing I’m not used too already.”

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“If you insist,” Minnie said in an airy tone pulling the map back towards her and drawing her finger along the road, attempting to judge how long it’d take to get there. A couple hours at least, maybe more. Then the next time they were cooking she’d probably find a new place for them to stay for a while, it was best to not cook in the same place more than once. Just to be sure no one caught on. No, they were simply just two girls out camping during Spring Break. Minnie may not have seemed like the outdoorsy type but…

Well, ok so she wasn’t the outdoorsy type at all. She hated camping, and she only appreciated nature and all it had to offer for scientific reasons, however that didn’t mean she couldn’t fake it if need be.

Minnie leaned back in the passengers seat, and looked up from the map glancing at a road sign they drove by, “you’re going to want to turn right up here, then it’s a straight shot for a while,” she said waving the map slightly, before lowering it when Layah demanded some food. She dropped the map onto the dashboard but didn’t move to get any snacks, giving her head a small shake. “We can’t eat up all the food before we’ve even got there. If you eat all the food now you’re just going to be complaining the whole time we’re down there.”

Completely ridiculous. She’d judged how much food they needed for four days, three meals a day with a couple of things for snacks in between. Then Layah’s snacks on top of that it’d probably be fine if she ate. But Minnie didn’t want to have to deal with whining about being hungry when they were in the middle of no where.

“You should just keep your mind off of food so we can talk.” Minnie said clearly having something in mind that she wanted to talk about, “Who was that person at your house when I left?”

As she drove, Layah began to feel a little more relaxed. She was to be free of Vesper and anyone else who had been bugging her for a while. She didn’t have to worry about getting into a fight or breaking her TV again. It was a good thing Travis had her back in all of this and she knew that she’d owe him big once she got back home. Her plan was to get him into the circle, be a partner with Minnie and her. It was a tough conversation, one that Layah thought impossible, but she’d bring it up at a good time, now wasn’t that time. 

She hadn’t been camping in a long time, actually she’d only been camping one time and that was when she was seven and her father had been in a good enough mood to take her somewhere up North, Seattle or something, she couldn’t remember the place exactly. Layah remembered the stream, the fish they caught at that was about it. That had been the only good memory, or at least that was all she could remember about her Father. 

Layah turned and glared at her, upset that Minnie was denying her food. She dug into the pocket of the jacket that hung from the seat and grabbed a bag of sunflower seeds and put a whole bunch in her mouth. Then, she asked a question she wasn’t prepared to answer, only because she was embarrassed by the toxic relationship she had. “Just a girlfriend -- don’t worry about her, alright?”

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{ Lab Hunters

Featuring Minnie, Layah, Marina, Nacho & Saul

Vaas Montenegro: Turns out, Marina knew a guy who knew many other guys. In Albuquerque , it was hard to get an unethical business to be a well-oiled machine without Saul Goodman fishing tools out of your pocket. She did appreciate what he did for her and her business, and so figured it was time to introduce her two newest gems to the man that would sort out the legalities, contracts, properties- and generally captain the ‘get out of jail’ parade. “ I’m sure you’ve seen his commercials. They’re hard to ignore. ” She remarked to the pair. They looked like a very odd and out-of-place and roughly sewn together family in her car. Thankfully, they were pulling into the parking lot to his law office sooner than she expected.

sarah: Sitting next to Marina with his arm stretched across the back of the drivers seat, Nacho drummed his fingers against the headrest. Not because he was completely agitated from the fact he’d been roped into dealing with Saul’s bullshit for an entire day– that was actually a lie, that was why he was completely agitated. But here he was anyway glancing up at the inflatable statue of liberty while Marina spoke to the kids in the back. “I’m going to head, make sure we don’t have to wait around,” he said glancing at Marina before pushing the car door open and heading into the office, with subtle and cautious glance around first.

sarah: head in*

Layah: Layah was tired of these meetings, all she wanted to do was stay home and sleep. It had been two days since she last slept and she was really feeling it. It didn’t help that Vesper was still around, making her life both difficult and fun at the same time. How a woman like her could manage that was beyond her. Layah’s head rested against the window and she closed her eyes, groaning when they announced their arrival of Saul Goodman’s office. “He’s helped me out before, fucking funny man.” She laughed, rubbing her eyes, hoping it’d keep her awake, maybe she’d have Minnie slap her a few times, that’ll work.

sarah: Minnie leaned forward to look out the front window as they rolled up to the office and wrinkled her nose, “I’ve heard of him. My mom hates him…” she looked half surprised mostly perturbed and glanced at Layah, willing her to keep it together during this meeting at least. “And this guy is going to be able to find us an adequate lab space?” She shouldn’t be too… harsh considering their current lab was an RV. But still… she was skeptical.

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minheesong:

Minnie stayed in her car for a minute or two when Layah arrived before gathering up everything she had brought, to lug over to the RV. She let out a scoff when as she passed Layah she said she was heading in to buy food, “but I brought a bunch of food!” She called over her shoulder. Granted most of it was legitimate food not ‘snacks’ but one of them had to make sure they were eating well if they were going to be stuck in the desert for more than just an afternoon.

Her protests of getting more food were (shockingly) ignored, and Minnie grumbled under her breath, pumping the rest of the gas for the RV. They wouldn’t be driving too much – just to where they were going and back, so she was pretty sure that would be enough.

After that she finished moving her things from her car to the RV, in time to see Layah walk out with a large plastic cup, and rolled her eyes. “Soda dehydrates you faster,” Minnie muttered and climbed into the passengers seat of the RV looking around at it. This was the first time she was really getting a good look and it seemed adequate. Especially for something that had been abandoned. It wasn’t brand new but at least it was clean and didn’t smell overly bad.

Sleeping in there probably wouldn’t be much of a problem.

Minnie buckled her seatbelt and pulled the New Mexico map out of her satchel looking at where she had marked off, “there’s a place north west from here about twenty miles,” she explained pointing in the general direction and holding the map out. “Some guys at my school were talking about a rave they held there a few months ago. It’s completely in the middle of no where, so it should be fine.”

If some college kids had managed to have a rave there without being caught she doubted they’d be caught parking an RV there and “camping”.

“Do you need the map?”

Layah slurped on her gigantic soda as she stretched for a second on the side of the RV, waiting for the pump to finish so they could get out of there. She shrugged at Minnie’s opinion about her soda and laughed as she boarded back onto the RV. She had managed to clean it pretty well, using the skills she had learned in Juvie to make it almost spotless, though the mystery stain in the middle of the floor wouldn’t go away no matter how hard she scrubbed or what she poured on it. It stuck out like a sore thumb and Layah tried her best to ignore it, but it haunted her; pissing her off.

She dropped the bags of food onto the small table and went into the driver’s seat, fixing her sunglasses as she checked all her mirrors were in the right place. Hands on the steering wheel, she turned to look at Minnie, eyes darting back and forth between the map and Minnie, who was obviously sitting in the passenger seat. 

“Yo, you in the passenger seat, that means you’re the co-pilot -- so navigate me to our destination.” Her hands made several swaying motions as she looked out into the parking lot. Layah had heard about the rave, but couldn’t make it due to the fact that Travis had been dealing with baby drama and needed the gang there for support, but she had heard it was a blast - literally. 

Layah sort of knew where it was at, she had attended a party back in the day around that area. It wasn’t necessarily a popular place among the youth of Albuquerque and it rarely got any action, so Layah was comfortable cooking out there.. Two girls parked out in the middle of nowhere in a decent looking RV, well, they wouldn’t bat an eyelash, right?

“Can you pass me the chips, please?” Layah asked, driving and apparently already hungry. It was no secret that Layah ate like a Quarterback, well at least Minnie would soon find out about her appetite. 

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{ desert sun

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minheesong:

Minnie was off in her car and out of the parking lot by the time Layah texted again. Like the responsible person she was though, she waited until a stop light to get back to her.

[TEXT] There is a gas station about a mile outside of the city on the 19.

[TEXT] I’ll be there in twenty minutes and meet you there whenever you get there.

[TEXT] Don’t drag your feet.

She didn’t know exactly how ready Layah was, so she wanted to make it clear that she should be there as quickly as possible. But it was about time for the lunchtime traffic to start, so she wasn’t exactly going to put up unrealistic expectations for timetables here. If she did that Minnie would just be annoyed when Layah showed up late, Layah would probably be annoyed that she had to be there in an impossible time length. Personally she’d rather start this long weekend off better than that.

So, making it clear Layah should hurry while not being too ridgid seemed like the best way to go.

It was a good thing too, because it took about twenty minutes longer for Minnie to pull into the gas station’s parking lot than she originally estimated, but was glad to see Layah had not miraculously arrived before her. How embarrassing. She headed into the little store, and paid off the owner to let her keep her car there for the weekend, saying her and her friends were going out into the desert one last time before she started her chemo therapy.

Minnie had realized a couple days ago the cancer card was oddly effective in situations like this, and thankfully the man took pity on her. Not enough to give her money back but… He agreed anyway.

She politely thanked him, and headed back to her car waiting for Layah to arrive in their new mobile chemistry lab.

Layah scoffed and threw the phone on the passenger seat, completely missing it as it slid off the seat and hit the passenger side door. She cursed and kept moving, glad she had the time to look over the RV and do some maintenance on it. Bessy wasn’t going to give up on them for a while, as long as the right person was driving it. Layah hadn’t realized how long it took to get out of town and it all made sense to her when she took a look at the clock. What a perfect time to decide to leave, could’ve left at a more calm time, but here she was, in the middle of Albuquerque traffic in the smoldering heat and she was following every single street law and hoped she didn’t stand out like a sore thumb. 

When she finally made it out of city limits, she calmed a bit as she made her way toward the gas station Minnie had messaged her. She looked back at the equipment, everything still in it’s boxes and it should be. Layah was going to let Minnie set up, she knew how to do it right. Her phone chimed and she turned to look at it, getting distracted for a second and almost drove the RV off the road. 

A curse and she focused the rest of the way to the gas station, her nerves basically shot, but all that was gone when she saw Minnie. She parked the RV at the gas pump and walked out of the RV, stretching a bit as she got her pre-paid gas card and began to fill her up as well as several gas containers. 

She nodded a hello toward Minnie, her circular glasses reflecting the afternoon sunlight as she watched the numbers rise on the pump. “Mind if ya take over, fill those two up. Going to buy some snacks.” Layah muttered to Minnie and went inside, bought her things and came back out with a 52 oz cup of orange soda, her favorite. 

“Know where we’re going Minnie?”

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{ desert sun

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minheesong:

Minnie was nervous, and had been on edge all day. With her first round of chemo coming up next week she probably couldn’t be blamed, right? So, maybe she’d forgotten that her and Layah had made plans to cook. Shit. How could she have forgotten? At least she didn’t have anything else going on. Now that her parents knew about her being sick, and select individuals around the school they offered to give her some time off during this time. Her work was good enough to give her passing grades as long as she showed up to the final, so she didn’t have much to worry about.

It was time off she was going to use to her advantage.

[TEXT] I’m ready right now.

[TEXT] We should meet somewhere private, we don’t want everyone to see us hanging around that RV just in case.

She hesitated a moment before sending another text.

[TEXT] Do you have anything planned for the next few days?

She figured that if Layah’s texts during the past couple days had been anything to go off of she had gotten really stocked up on supplies. Maybe they could cook for a little longer than they had originally planned. In fact even though Layah hadn’t answered yet, that was completely Minnie’s plan which was evident by the bags of groceries sitting in her car, along with a few jugs of water.

If Layah said now… Well, she’d convince her otherwise.

Minnie just needed to make enough to make some money. A substantial amount. Not the pocket change she’d already made.

[ text ] ya im ready too

[ text ] jus need to take cre of a few thangs

She’d have to figure out a way to get rid of Vesper, at least for the four days she was going to be out. Vesper wasn’t going to like it, but it wasn’t like shse knew what Layah was up to and she didn’t want her to know. Everyone in her crew had kept their mouth shut, agreeing to work with Layah since they pretty much owed her everything. Travis even suggested they buy H, a drug that Vesper couldn’t resist, and it wasn’t like she was going to shoot it up for her, but it was good enough to trick her into it and let her be. Layah loved Vesper but it was the only way she wouldn’t go crazy and look for Layah, possibly ruining everything. It was a risk she was willing to take. 

[ text ] just tell me where to drive it to ya?

[ text ] just sy when

Layah had gone over the plan with Travis, Badger and Luna disliked Vesper with all their beings so they weren’t around when she was and she couldn’t blame them, especially when they fought. TV’s and windows were broken, black eyes were given -- not a thing to brag about being in the front row. 

She went ahead and bought the drugs and went back home, prepping two rods and playing along with Vesper’s excitement. “Here ya go baby -- want me to shoot you up?” Layah asked, kissing her before placing the capped syringe between lips, going through the usual ritual of shooting her girlfriend up. 

It all took but a minute and Vesper was out. Travis turned around and nodded as she handed him the other syringe and hid it for now. “Call me if anything happens, just say I went for more money...” She trailed off, grabbed her bag with the supplies for both the cook and days she was going to spend out there, took one good look at Vesper and left. 

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{ business meeting Layah & Marina & Minnie ft. Eli

John Hancock: " As do a few of your questions. " she remarked, having a sip from her cold glass of lemon water. " For future reference... usually it would be more than just myself and Eli speaking to you but- we were the only ones in the area. " she explained.

sarah: Minnie frowned a little looking from one to the other, "is that right? I hope not too many... I don't think it would be surprising for me to say I don't really want a ton of people I don't know knowing I'm involved in things like this." She absently ran her nails along the edge of the table. "Not that I don't think you're... people are the trustworthy sort. But I..." she motioned between herself and Layah, "We don't really know you."

Layah: Layah stayed quiet, listening and watching both Marina and Eli. She didn't like Eli, he had this bad vibe about him and the way he presented himself, it was scary. "How many of you guys are they?"

John Hancock: Eli chuckled audibly and glanced at Minnie. " Sweetheart, if we wanted people to know we were involved in our... businesses- we wouldn't be sitting here. " he remarked, nose wrinkling as he took another swig of his scotch. " Currently, " Marina began, " There's four of us. " she explained. " I specialize in opiates- Eli in cocaine, the other two being heroin and PCP. Which leaves you two. Crystal meth, huh? Didn't peg you as the type. " she noted, glancing at Minnie.

sarah: "Like I said, it's chemistry." She said casually, arching an eyebrow. She wondered if she was getting this right. "If that's the case, you're not simply looking to buy from us, are you?"

Layah: Layah felt like she didn't belong here, this was all of Minnie's specialties, all she was good for was distrubting the product. Sure, she helped Minnie during a cook, but for the most part it was all Minnie. The thought crossed her mind, would she let them know about her 'condition'?

John Hancock: Marina chuckled a little bit. " No. " she said simply. " If I just wanted to buy crystal meth, I'd go over the border and buy it by the truckload. " she added in, if not only to make a statement about how much control she had. " I'm looking to ... invite you into our... circle? I guess you could call it that, as pretentious as it sounds. "

sarah: "What exactly would that entail?" She wasn't some sort of drug lord, that was what she'd be telling herself at least. But of course this idea did have her a little starry eyed -- though she kept a cool head about it.

Layah: Layah had nothing to say and continued to stay quiet as she stared at Marina.

John Hancock: "We work together. " she said simply. " You see, the DEA, narcs- whatever you want to call them- usually have the upper hand. They're like the fire ants that devour the spider. The food chain places the spider way above the ant- but in droves, ants are powerful. " she remarked. Eli grinned, and as he spoke, his boston accent was thick. His eyes looked Layah up and down, and seemed to give her a once-over. " But when the spiders start working together... " he mused, " The ants don't stand a chance. "

Layah: Layah scoffed, crossing her arms across her chest, shooting Eli an ugly look. "We joinin' this circle Minnie? Is that what this is?" Was this a little too soon? She knew their product was the purest of crystal -- but to be in in a circle like this, was it really worth it?

sarah: The DEA hadn't really even crossed Minnie's mind. She was much more concerned with the Albuquerque PD, and a certain FBI trainee currently over in Quantico. But she kept that to herself. "That's what you do then? You bring people who are in different drug businesses together so you can work together?" She felt a little out of her depth, it wasn't as if she was running some sort of business, she was just cooking meth. If anything Layah was more the business runner here. She glanced over at her when she spoke and then back to the other two, "I'm assuming you don't expect an answer right at this minute."

John Hancock: " That's the general idea, yes. " she explained. " We meet- converse, plan- mark territories, conduct deals, share contacts..." she listed. " This is business. This isn't the war and anarchy you'd see in a Scorsese movie. " she commented, chuckling. At Minnie's and Layah's commentary, Eli laughed a bit. " They think they have a choice- that's cute, " he remarked- before Marina raised a hand to stop him.

Layah: They needed to talk, this was a little too much for Layah's sake. She didn't want to become involved in such a big operation, they were just cooking -- nothing too crazy... "Yeah, we gotta talk -- about it." She had accidentally bumped a bruise, wincing a bit.

sarah: Minnie listened to Marina and did accept what she was saying, but when Eli spoke she turned to him with a withering look, "what's that supposed to mean?"

John Hancock: Marina sighed. " He's somebody who's seen too many Scorsese movies. " she remarked, shooting Eli a warning glance. He seemed less than appreciative of it. " This is a big commitment. " she agreed. " But... I'm advising you that- I'm someone you'd benefit from having in your corner. " The statement was somewhat ominous, purposefully so. " Take all the time you need to discuss it. "

Layah: "And what would those benefits be?" Layah asked, wanting to know full details about this, "If we do join up, are we protected?"

sarah: Minnie stayed silent for a moment and gave a small nod, "noted," she said to Marina, "but it should also be noted that we're not as easy to push around as we might seem," she added glancing darkly over at Eli. Though how she could say that she didn't know, it wasn't like she'd ever done anything but cook meth. Still. Minnie had never been the type of person to let someone bully her. After that she sat back primly and let Layah ask her questions, piping up with her own. "And how much product are we expect to put out, with what sort of profits." they were just a two man operation after all.

John Hancock: Marina gave a nod to Layah's question. " We warn each other of threats. Whether that be the cartel, the DEA, or what have you. " she explained. Eli chuckled slightly at Minnie's display of spunk. " Listen, hun, " he began. " I know you think you're being safe, clever- that you think we don't know much about you. " he remarked, reaching into his pocket for a cigarette. " We know everything we need to know- and we know there's only two of you. " he remarked. Marina sighed once more. " Eli, I'm not doing the good cop, bad cop thing with you, alright? "

Layah: "Did he just say fuckin' hun?" She laughed, not able to help herself. "Aight, so you warn us of possible dangers, that's cool." Layah was not sold on this deal and look toward Marina, the only one that she somewhat trusted in this whole ordeal and waited or her to answer Minnie's questions.

sarah: "You clearly still need to learn my name," Minnie said through clenched teeth. She'd let it slide once, but only once. "It's not hun, or sweetheart. Thanks."

John Hancock: Eli would have rolled his eyes if it wasn't for years of gentleman's club teachings grilled into his memory. " My apologies, " he sneered- reaching forward and grabbing a sheet of paper- beginning to read it; " Minnie. " he corrected rather sarcastically. Marina roughly rubbed her forehead, seeming to be exasperated with Eli's tantrum, already. " Ladies and gentleman, this a business meeting not a school-ground upsetting. " She remarked rather sternly.

Layah: "Then answer the questions, please. Wasting our fuckin' time..."

sarah: 'Gentleman' sure. Minnie continued to stare down Eli while Marina talked, only looking away when Layah spoke and nodded her head, "yes. How much product. How much profits," she reiterated.

John Hancock: " Our figures are more money-based. " she answered. " We set up monthly quotas. " she explained. " I'm sure you know what 'quota' means. " she added in. " We do have a... membership fee. " she explained. " Think of us like the costco for drug lords. " she added in, grinning slightly. " After every monthly period of selling, we report our numbers. 20 percent of all our earnings is taken- and placed into a ... membership pool. We then split this pool among all of our businesses to uphold running costs. "

Layah: "Yo, how do ya guys expect us to come up with that shit?" We cookin' in an RV if you didn't already know."

sarah: She did want to put her best foot forward, but Layah had a point. It wasn't like they really had too many people selling for them either. Once in a while Layah's friends that was it. "Yes, what would be our responsibility to take care?" If they knew they were just two people they must know they didn't have much of a reach.

John Hancock: " We understand that you're just beginning. Your first quota will be significantly lower than the rest of ours. " she explained. " And if you show us good exponential growth, we've agreed as a collective to put in an initial investment of 1.2 million dollars to acquire you a more... suitable lab space. "

Layah: Layah's mouth dropped, tilting her head to the side as she tried to take in the amount of money. "Good, what's the number for this month then? How many pounds?"

sarah: Minnie had a little more grit than Layah and looked impassive about the money, but a 1.2 million dollar lab? Seriously? What more could a girl ask for?

John Hancock: " Your first quota would be half of a million dollars. " she explained. " Given that you have a whole month, that's me practically giving you the investment money. " she remarked.

Layah: She placed her hands on the table in front of her, smiling like an idiot, but then she remembered, "This lab come with them chems to cook? Can't really go and buy a thousand boxes of Psuedo, yo." Layah glanced at Eli, glad he wasn't talking anymore.

sarah: They could do that, Minnie was sure of it. But still, she played her hand close to her chest, not even sure if they were going to go through with this deal. It was something her and Layah were going to have to talk about. "And not to jump ahead or anything, we can certainly handle selling a good amount, but when we're expected to sell pounds and pounds a month, how are we supposed to do that exactly?" Maybe Layah had connections, but how far did that actually go? They were working on a street level here.

John Hancock: Eli grinned at Layah's question. " Should you tell them, or should I ? "he asked. Marina chuckled a bit. " I'm the CEO of BioCorp Southwest- a commercially successful pharmaceutical company. Your first supply of chemicals is covered, but from then on, if you want more- you pay me- at a reduced cost, of course. " she added in. " ... Another benefit of having me on your side. " she added in. " In regards to distribution, that's up to you. I don't tell you how to run your business, you don't tell me how to run mine. Of course- I know you two aren't... versed in these matters. I started somewhere, too- and I needed help. I can give you some contacts that you can approach. " she explained.

Layah: She played with her hair for a second, trying her best not to move as much as her sore body wasn't happy about being up and around. God she hoped Vesper was out of her house, especially after good news like this. Layah had nothing else to say, this was all up to Minnie and she knew she'd love to talk about it first before making a big decision. "Aight, we'll think about it, right Minnie?"

sarah: "Yes," Minnie responded to Layah with a nod, then turned towards Marina, "I may have more questions later, of course. But I think we have the basic information we need to give us something to think over."

John Hancock: Marina smiled and gave a nod, coming to a stand- Eli doing the same. Marina reached out to shake both of their hands, as did Eli. " My secretary will give you my contact information. " she explained.

Layah: Layah stood up, but didn't shake their hands, not even Eli's, she gave him a once over now, not exactly being subtle about it.

sarah: Minnie smoothed out her skirt as she stood being businesslike enough for both her and Layah, "it was nice to meet you," she said to Eli as they shook hands offering a polite (and completely fake) smile before going to shake Marina's, "and to see you again. It was a nice surprise." That was also likely a lie. "This was a very informative meeting. Thank you," she said placing her hand on Layah's elbow and motioned for her to head to the door. Informative or not they had a lot to speak about now.

John Hancock: " One more thing, " she began. " Layah, " she addressed specifically- " ...Next time, perhaps adhere to a ... more formal dress code. Lose the piercings, perhaps. " she commented simply. " Trust me when I say that I get it, " she remarked, rolling up her sleeve slightly to reveal the beginnings of a tattoo sleeve. " It just draws less attention. "

Layah: Layah stood there, eyes right on Marina, scratching her head. "Yeah, I'll lose the piercings..." She rolled her eyes, did she not see that she was literally covered in tattoos? At least 15 percent of her body was still untoched.

sarah: Minnie lived her life in a formal dress code (did she even own a pair of jeans?) though she liked the idea of Layah not not standing out as much as she did. It'd make Minnie stress out about her being caught a little less.

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Space Cadet HC

The space cadets consist of four main people which are Layah, Travis, Badger and Luna. Along with Layah, they distribute Minnie’s product. They separate into different parts of the City and meet at Layah’s house at the end of the day. They all use burner phones to communicate and if anybody gets picked up, Saul Goodman is the first man they call.

Layah can be thought of as the leader of the group, but it’s mostly Travis who comes up with the plans and reassures the group when it comes down to dealing and other things. They often crash at Layah’s house as she has one extra bedroom.

When it comes to Minnie, they are willing to help move and sell product, but still remain loyal to Krazy 8. They are aware of Minnie’s condition and have accepted to help Layah out, since Layah has done some debt worthy things for each and every one of them. Most of them have police records except for Luna, who has filed several restraining orders against stalkers.

( About Travis & Luna )

Travis is the ‘leader’ of the group. He takes care of everyone and makes sure that everyone gets paid right and on time. He is the one with the most connections within the city. He lives with his parents but often crashes at Layah’s place. He is a funny guy and loves to crack jokes. He has a son named Alexander, but he rarely gets to see him due to the custody ruling he had placed on him. Saul Goodman did the best he could and gave him a weekend out of the month to spend supervised time with his son. It was mostly due to the fact that his drug tests always come out positive and was deemed an unfit parent by the state of New Mexico.

Luna is the youngest of the group, 20 years old and a runaway.. Her mother hardly ever took care of her and her siblings, and partied way too hard. Luna had become the mother figure in her family, forcing her not to be a child herself. When she turned 18 years old, she packed what she had and left her family and home in Dallas and moved to her Aunt’s place. Luna doesn’t spend much time at home and also crashes at Layah’s house, but if Vesper is around, she will stay over at Badger’s. Since her childhood was taken from her, she is often dressed up in quirky clothing and wears vibrant make-up and dyes her hair two different colors. 

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#Team Space Cadets

Layah ‘Princess‘ Jones [ Lynn Gunn ]

Travis ‘Toad‘ Choe [ Mark ]

Luna ‘Baby’ Guzman [ Melanie Martinez ]

Brandon ‘Badger’ Mayhew [ Matt Jones ]