“Most people around here aren’t hiding something like this.” Coop sighed, but he was still smiling. For some reason, he trusted Mark, even with this secret. “Just, try not to mention that my dad’s a North Side bigwig, huh? It’s not like he gives a shit or it gets me anything, being his bastard kid.”
A RAISED BROW LOOKED UP AT THE OTHER. “Yeah, sure,” Mark shrugged, a silent sign he’d keep it to himself. W h o w o u l d h e t e l l ? It wasn’t like he’d been here long enough to grow close to any of them yet. Eyes glanced to the side, hands playing with a l o o s e coin he’d found in his pocket. ‘It’s not like he gives a shit...’ “Yeah, I GET IT.” @goldserpentblues | [ x. ]









