(Untitled)

[bigbad_rat]

Scud leads the chick- he realizes he doesn't even know her name- to the old warehouse that Dar's gang took over. "C'mon," he says to her, guiding her in front of him and to the door. The girls are all asleep and Dar, who seems to never sleep, is off doing some kind of business

Comments

[ella_rat]

Ella looks around, staring at the electric lights. Her place doesn't have electric, or heat, or much of a roof. "Wow! This is like a palace!"

[bigbad_rat]

"Uh, sure." Actually, for someone who's never starved or been homeless, it's actually a dump. He flicks the light on in the kitchen. "Siddown." He gestures toa table that.. oops... is covered with herion equipment. "Fuckin' Pearl," he mutters under his breath, clearing it all away. "What kinda pizza d'ya like?"

[ella_rat]

She grins. "I like the kind where it has cheese! I had pizza once where there were only a few moldy bits and it was SOO GOOD."

She didn't get a good look at the drug paraphernalia, so she doesn't really care. But she sits down happily.

[bigbad_rat]

He raises an eyebrow. "Shit. Deprived much? Noi weed, no pizza? Damn." He pulls out four slices of leftover pizza, two slices of cheese and two slices of supreme. He slides them onto a plate and sticks them in the microwave. While they warm up, he pulls a coke out of the refriderater and slides the can over to her.