#jayce;lady

[urbaninsomniacs]

“This is going to be fucking awesome,” said Jayce, his eyes flitting from left to right, constantly checking if there were any police stops along the highway. He had his phone mounted on the dashboard, with an app that had user-reported police check points, accidents, traffic jams and etcetera but he figured that he ought to be safe. Why? Because him, and the Lady sitting in the passenger’s seat had managed to stockpile enough chemicals and explosives for a small town’s 4th of July.

And they were going to light it up in the middle of nowhere.

Because they fucking can.

tourniquet

[urbaninsomniacs]

anon ad on message board.

Casablanca: looking for someone good with homemade explosives and pyrotechnics, will pay for expenses + time. nothing too illegal (trespassing, breaking and entering, possession). serious ad. pm me if interested.

[urbaninsomniacs]

text to Lady.

Jayce: Save me a good rack of ribs tomorrow.

Jayce: I'll come and pick it up right before you close.