Jun 20, 2016
“I have so many gigs to go to this weekend and I get a fastpass to the food and booze. My life can’t get any better. What are you doing for the solstice?”
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“I have so many gigs to go to this weekend and I get a fastpass to the food and booze. My life can’t get any better. What are you doing for the solstice?”
Fireworks shrieked and whistled high overhead, the sparks dying out long before they touched the ground. And yet - Davis Neal was feeling electric, like every explosion and every drop of the beat roaring from one of the cars nearby was pulsing through him, lighting him up. His fingers itched for something - a fight, a drink, a pill, all of the above - and as he shouldered through the crowd, he kept an eye open for any takers.