Steve, after a night spent righteously on a park bench because he didn't need charity from a guy who might've kidnapped him, decided to go to the pictures. It went about as well as he was used to: first the guy in front of him was talking--loudly, but through the previews--about how good that Kevin Spacey as a cat movie looked. Steve judged the
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"Hey, why don't you pick on someone your own size?"
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Naturally, said ogre took the opportunity to make an astonishingly crude remark.
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And then wheezing. Because his lungs were cheap, terrible things.
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He'd been just considering seeing a movie when he heard the scuffle. It was a reflex cultivated over many, many years of Steve getting into trouble that he actually went ahead to investigate.
Then he stopped.
"-- the hell."
He hadn't actually expected to see Steve, you know.
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... Well, Brooklyn some years ago, but still.
"Dammit, Stevie."
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Because they always did...
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