Kent stretches his arms out, groaning as he strains. “Alright, I’ll be back,” he jumps out of the car, taking his knapsack with him. He emerges a few minutes later with a large bag of chips and two slushies. Dex is already back in the car “Cherry or Blue Raspberry,” Kent inquires. He notices how Dex is staring at him incredulously. “What?” “You took your backpack to the fucking bathroom,” Dex huffs. “So?” “That’s unsanitary,” Dex chastises him. “I washed my hands,” Kent presents them in front of the steering wheel. Dex swats them away, “whatever.” Kent shrugs, “look, I’m just offering a token of my appreciation here. You don’t have to enjoy a nice, cool, delicious ICEE on a hot day.” Dex snorts, “hand me the cherry and shut up.” “Knew it,” Kent smirks as Dex pulls out of the gas station. “Blue Raspberry is disgusting.” Dex takes a long sip of his drink, “and not a real flavor.” “And let me guess,” Kent hums. “You’re only driving to Vegas because it was cheaper than flying? You probably hate road trips.”
Slushie-bearing Kent (and Excerpt!!) from Out of Gas by the ever-wonderful P / @abominableobriens .
Again, because I re-read it last week and it made me feel things again and I doodled this at work and then liked it and painted it. And just in time for Kent’s birthday tomorrow too. (also I just woke up bleary eyed from an extremely rare 2 hour afternoon nap and my first thought was “is it 12 pm CST on July 4th yet? Is all the Kent Parson Birthday Bash stuff posted yet?” Alas, no. ) My other Check Please fanart!
