@foundcities / x.
❝ because besides menthol, cherry’s all the gas station had —— and i know y’hate that one more, little brother. everywhere else was closed, m’sorry. ❞ he’s reaching into his backpack again, withdrawing a bottle of soda and snack... what the last five dollars he had on him tonight went to, which was fine. as long as nathan is fed, sam’s happy. ❝ c’mon, take it fast, then drink this. ya’ won’t even taste it after, i promise. ❞ a twist of the cap rewards a light snap, the safety on the bottle broken, and sam already ready to switch it for the small, flimsy medicine cup, but only after nathan actually takes it.
















