Jul 16, 2018
“I woke up with the Robins belt around me... you know anything about this?”
“Not a thing,” he lied, a teasing smirk sliding across his lips. “Do you need some help getting it off?” Oh, he knew he did.
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“I woke up with the Robins belt around me... you know anything about this?”
“Not a thing,” he lied, a teasing smirk sliding across his lips. “Do you need some help getting it off?” Oh, he knew he did.
He should have been speedballing while working, should have taken cocaine to counteract the effects of the heroin, but Roy had opted for the lady in white, leaving him nodding off while balanced on the edge of the building he was supposed to be protecting. He stumbled, caught himself, then sank into an unbalance position again, about to fall.
“Hey, bluebird, take this off of me. I don’t trust food with unnatural colors.” He offered the cone with two scoops of blue ice cream on it to him. “‘Vendor said it was some kind of ice cream holiday.”