Slurred words ( for cat )
“Perfection,” she kicked up her boot onto the edge of the table, leaning over until lay out across the booth to pinpoint her friend in the crowd, “She, is a fucking angel.” Tongue clicked against her teeth and she slid her glass across the table as she sat up again, “You tell me who the fuck wants to stick around in this shit hole patching up the scum of the earth. If I could.. I’d run with her.. We’d leave and she’d finally work out that she’s so much fucking better than this place.” Falling silent, Nic drank back the last of her drink. “Nobody loves you like Catalina loves you, it’s the unconditional bullshit everyone wants. I’m just trying to give her the same in return.”










