you'll be walking on air
Over the past month or so, Brody has lost 20 pounds. That's a lot of weight considering he was skinny to begin with; these days he weighs in at about 96 pounds.
Kid needs a sandwich.
He looks like it, too, sprawling on a couch and looking pale, thin and exhausted. Really strung-out. He's not entirely off the coke yet but he's shaky nonetheless, and he sticks a cigarette between his lips, attempting to light it with a Bic that seems to be out of fluid. He looks frustrated as he asks his question.
"Is it bad to um, replace your family? I mean, if you loved them and all."
He sighs and tosses the lighter in a trash can. "Got a light?"
Kid needs a sandwich.
He looks like it, too, sprawling on a couch and looking pale, thin and exhausted. Really strung-out. He's not entirely off the coke yet but he's shaky nonetheless, and he sticks a cigarette between his lips, attempting to light it with a Bic that seems to be out of fluid. He looks frustrated as he asks his question.
"Is it bad to um, replace your family? I mean, if you loved them and all."
He sighs and tosses the lighter in a trash can. "Got a light?"