WHO: Yao and Yong Soo.
WHEN: Saturday morning (September 19th).
WHERE: Liberty Drug & Alcohol Rehab Center.
WHAT: You've got a problem, Dragonsheep.
"Be glad it's me instead of your mother."
Yao drummed his thin fingers against the steering wheel, a slow, vaguely rhythmic sound coming together from his random taps here and there. From their spot in the near empty parking lot, he could clearly see the bright and rather cheerful sign on the otherwise bare and unassuming front of the building, a loopy font beneath LIBERTY DRUG & ALCOHOL REHAB CENTER stating, "We Understand And Care, We've Been There." He smiled gently to himself and nodded. That sort of rhymed too. Yes, this seemed like the right place to go for Yong Soo's drug problem, he could just feel it! Although the younger man had been protesting for days that he wasn't on...
What was it again? The Pot? S? Ecstatic?
He rolled his shoulders in a small shrug and continued tapping away blithely. It wasn't as if he ever did such shameless things when he was Yong's age. But one day, not now, not tomorrow, perhaps not for months or years, Yong would look back on this day and be grateful that he had such a positive and responsible role model in his life. A man like Yao to support him through such trying times. To be honest, only a relatively small part of the Chinese was truly concerned about the younger man's well-being. Another part was devoted to him not having anything better to do on a Saturday. And yet another part was formed by him, frankly, being just a tad depressed about meimei going to China. Not because she was leaving, but because she was leaving without him. Ah, oh well...
"She said she would've just locked you up until you got clean," he added conversationally to cover up for the wistful sigh that threatened to escape, and then reached over to put a reassuring hand on the man's knee.
"Now stop complaining and get out of the car, aru."