Thoughts in dialogue? To rough for the mainstream or can it be appreciated as it belongs in the line of characters?
All thoughts welcome and appreciated..............
“You look lonely over here baby. You want some company?”
“If I wanted company, I wouldn’t be sittin’ alone , now would I?” he lazily sipped his beer and waited for her to leave.
“Well, how about we share this joint and then I’ll leave you alone?” She batted her long fake eyelashes and lit the smoke she pulled out of her... See More
After a moment of resistance he accepted the joint, hell, he needed to kill some time before he could head to the clubhouse anyways.
When the joint was about halfway burnt, she stood up and pulled a piece of paper out of her pocket and slid it over to Tommy.
“If you want more of that shit, give me a call.”
“Thanks Love, but I got plenty.”
She giggled and leaned in closer, “not the weed honey, I meant the angel dust.”
She walked away still giggling to herself as he sat there in shock. Was this bitch serious?
He has to get to the clubhouse and have someone keep him there. Mixing PCP with rage, unsupervised, was bound to be a fucked up combination.
That stupid fucking bitch! He could already feel his heart beating against his chest plate.
He was slamming through the gears on his bike, trying to get the clubhouse so he could try and sleep this shit off. Maybe Sunny could calm him down, roll him up some regular weed and slow down his raging heartbeat. He felt like his blood was going to pump straight out of his veins.
As much as he was hating these unwanted reactions from his body, he was almost forgetting why. The wind was pounding on his face and he was lost in the hum of his motor. He could fucking take on the world if he wanted to in that moment.