OMG Fiction!

I wrote this for an ailing friend *sends her good vibes* and it has been forever since these guys spoke to me. I thought their voices were long gone dead in my brain. Every Velvet Goldmone fan has their own version on what this scene means to them. This is just one of mine.

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He felt old, used up and the anger in him burned like a cigarette in his gut. From the second story Brian was watching him leave, not even making the attempt to hide himself. It was clearly a taunt, "see how much you mean shit to me." Curt set his jaw and looked away as he gave the word to the driver to go and go fast. Savagely he squelched any whisper deep in the recesses of his mind that suggested he was wrong., to look again and see the lonely abandoned boy.

Curt lit a cigarette and tapped his fingers on the arm rest. He wondered, as the car sped along, if he had the balls to buy a dime's worth.