My goal is to have this chapter done by next Saturday. But I will be doing the logoff protest that week. If you want to see the updates, I’m msbigboots on(all Nsfw/18+): Twitter, pillowfort, and AO3.
Here is a little something I’m working on.
Cash lean against the outside of his boyfriend’s house, he smokes to calm his nerves. The story Graffiti told him made his soul shake.
He lights his second cigarette when the sound of the basement door open and close got his attention. He's shocked to see Black and Slim come around the corner.
Well, well, Hello strangers. You look like two people I use to know.” Cash can’t help himself. “I haven’t seen them in two fucking months.”
“Shut up purpler ashtray.” Black growls. “If we don’t want to be bothered, then you should respect our choices.” He relaxes his stance, “ Is your daughter inside?” Cash gives him a puzzling look. “Russ told us about Graffiti.”