[ there's already a pffff coming out of mickey before ian finishes. ] Fuuuck meth, I hate methheads too much to deal meth. If I'm gonna break bad here I'm doing it with coke or H or something worthwhile.
[ but mickey hasn't heard anything about drug trade around here so he's mostly just worried about surviving. besides, most things they actually need to live are free, so does he really even need to? a train of thought for another day, because he's too focused on the other part of we right now, voice softening a little as he follows behind ian up the stairs, looking down at some invisible dirt under his nails. ]
Nah, we as in you and me. If you're down for it. [ mickey rolls a shoulder, drops his coat on the floor once they hit the attic level, nose twitches to the side. these little fidgeting things he does when he's trying not to be self-conscious about something. ] Or you can fuck off and go find your own house to board up and shove another 10 people into, the fuck do I care.
[ he cares. he cares a lot. he loved waking up next to ian in the gallagher house, in his own house, on some random rich queer's futon, whatever. ]
All the furniture and shit was already here but, uh. 'Bout a month, maybe? [ which is something he doesn't really know how to explain. like, at all. the time part does not make any kind of sense to him. ] Time gets fucked here too, don't ask me about it.
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[ but mickey hasn't heard anything about drug trade around here so he's mostly just worried about surviving. besides, most things they actually need to live are free, so does he really even need to? a train of thought for another day, because he's too focused on the other part of we right now, voice softening a little as he follows behind ian up the stairs, looking down at some invisible dirt under his nails. ]
Nah, we as in you and me. If you're down for it. [ mickey rolls a shoulder, drops his coat on the floor once they hit the attic level, nose twitches to the side. these little fidgeting things he does when he's trying not to be self-conscious about something. ] Or you can fuck off and go find your own house to board up and shove another 10 people into, the fuck do I care.
[ he cares. he cares a lot. he loved waking up next to ian in the gallagher house, in his own house, on some random rich queer's futon, whatever. ]
All the furniture and shit was already here but, uh. 'Bout a month, maybe? [ which is something he doesn't really know how to explain. like, at all. the time part does not make any kind of sense to him. ] Time gets fucked here too, don't ask me about it.