beglitteredpirate
"It's not MINE." His hands flattened against the hood of the car. It was cold. Fuck Decembers. Fuck the holidays. Fuck cops who didn't give him a break. "I borrowed the car from a friend. I didn't know it was in there. You gotta give me a break, man! You want his number?! I'll give it to you!" Two-hundred-fifty down the drain. Merry Christmas.
















