Jesus, they’re a bit slow. I’ve been saying that since you sold me that acid before spring break. Three days I was a goner.
[He’s still looking at Steve for the first half. Silent goading, before he turns to Eddie. He examines his face through half-lidded eyes, a faint high finally creeping on him. It’s pleasant, softens the meaner edges of his personality.
His fingers tap idly on his thigh. He supposes Eddie Munson is pretty. A square jaw that could cut glass. Kind eyes that are so expressive, and Billy can’t imagine Eddie’s ever been able to hide his emotions. They take over his whole face. The hair, he guesses, is easy to grab.
He and Steve are like oil and water, two pieces he can’t quite fit together in his own mind.]
God awful music aside, just what do you two talk about? Harrington’s hair care?
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[He’s still looking at Steve for the first half. Silent goading, before he turns to Eddie. He examines his face through half-lidded eyes, a faint high finally creeping on him. It’s pleasant, softens the meaner edges of his personality.
His fingers tap idly on his thigh. He supposes Eddie Munson is pretty. A square jaw that could cut glass. Kind eyes that are so expressive, and Billy can’t imagine Eddie’s ever been able to hide his emotions. They take over his whole face. The hair, he guesses, is easy to grab.
He and Steve are like oil and water, two pieces he can’t quite fit together in his own mind.]
God awful music aside, just what do you two talk about? Harrington’s hair care?