The writing gods have blessed me, and I am picking my gigantic Nickroe Found Family WIP back up!!
Excerpt under the cut~
Roddy is banned from DJing.
To be fair, he does understand that his last concert involved him encouraging his rats to traumatize four people with the threat of being eaten, but still.
Nick says it's because raves are illegal, and someone was probably going to bust one of them anyway. He doesn't want Roddy losing his scholarship and getting a record over something that could be avoided.
Where Roddy has to begrudgingly admit that Nick's argument is logical, he can resolutely say that Monroe's is not.
"Heroin! Coke! Methamphetamines! There are all kinds of drugs at those things! There's no way in hell we're letting you go anywhere near one."
Monroe, the self-proclaimed live and let live guy, certainly does not offer the same mentality to the kids under his protection.
"I've been to a hundred and I've never done any drugs, Monroe."
Okay that's a lie, he's smoked weed a couple times after the rave was over and taken some edibles, but really who hasn't?
"Being out that late at night in a shady part of town-!"
"I live in that 'shady' part of town."
"-It’s not safe!"
"You used to do stuff like that all the time!"
And that's the real crux of the matter. Here Monroe is forbidding him from going to parties, hanging out late, and staying over at people's houses when he himself has done all of those things and more. Monroe's been open about plenty of his teenage fuckups, so Roddy doesn't get why this is the hill the blutbad wants to die on.
"Exactly! I know what bad decisions look like, and I'm making sure you aren't making the same mistakes!"
"I'm not you though! You can't judge my life based on your own!"
"Roddy, you tried to get a million rats to eat four other kids!"
"At least I didn't eat them myself! "
In the ensuing silence, Roddy realizes that he's fucked up beyond measure.