[jp] what are you afraid of?

[blackstone_jr]

“What are you afraid of?”“You want the truth?!” he screamed, whirling around to face the man behind him, standing a few feet away in the dimly lit garage. “I’m afraid of failing, okay? I’m afraid of fallin’ on my ass and screwing up worse than I have already! Because if I can’t get clean? That’s it, bro! That’s the end of the line, and I’m

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[im_anightmare]

Sitting there was going to kill her, she realized, crossing her legs and leaning back to watch Nico at work. Mikey, Tom Tom, the drugs, the motherfucking laughter that sounded almost exactly the same... it was going to kill her and she was going to die with a smile on her face.

She could dig it, since she'd just wake up a half hour later.

But man she missed everything. It had become easy to force herself to forget when it was just her and Zee, but now it was like an onslaught of nostalgia. She missed her blond-haired twins of awesome big brother-ness. She missed Carbone and his pretty pretty hair.

She missed Cain.

But seeing the smile on Nico's face, she couldn't help smiling herself. "It's alright, yo. I could do better than you chumps, but it's okay. Ya'll should be shirtless more often."

[blackstone_jr]

"What, you ain't seen the show yet?" Nico teased, leaning with an arm across the back of the chair. "There's plenty of beefcake to be had on this set! But if you just wanna check out the goods..."

With a grin and no sign of hesitation, he lifted his shirt to reveal his well-built, but significantly lean frame. "Check this bad boy out...thank my trainer for makin' my ass look malnourished. I usually got more to me, but while we play out this heroin plot line, I gotta keep my weight down. Still, nice, yeah?"

[im_anightmare]

Throwing her hands up to cover her mouth, Sassy burst into giggles, shaking a little as she leaned against one arm of the chair. If she didn't know it was still Tommy somewhere deep inside this new, ripply man... she wouldn't know.

Reaching out, stilling giggling, she ran her fingers down his chest. And squealed. "Still nice. Needs oil."

Paws, Sassafras, keep 'em to yourself, she chastised, pulling her hand back to herself and taking a deep breath to calm the giggles.

"No Callahan Cookies for you then," she added with a faux-apologetic smile. "That's gotta suck."

[blackstone_jr]

"Ay, il Dio mio, yer a vicious tease. Vicious!" Nico grinned, offering her a hand to help her out of her seat before slinging a companionable arm around her shoulders to steer her towards catering. "And now you made me hungry, so let's go shove some rabbit food down my gullet, so's I can sneak a cookie later. My trainer's a goddamn slave driver, swear to God."