“Hey, Slick,” he said, molding my back into his chest and cuddling me close to him. “Van's almost done, so we can get out of here. Let's get something to eat before you have to go to Ray’s.”
Stace smirked at me with a knowing look. We talked a little longer until Van and Taze emerged from the back. Van wore a smile on his face, making me laugh. How someone who’d just been prodded with a needle for two hours could look so happy was beyond me.
I leaned up and kissed Kill on the cheek. "You're a good friend. He needed to get his mind off Jessie. You did good."
Taze pulled Stace into his back in almost the same position Kill had done to me.
“Ready to get out of here?” he asked. She nodded her head in response.
“You guys should come hear us play tonight. Get in one last show before we go on tour,” Kill said.
I mentally had to keep myself from stiffening when he mentioned leaving.
“We'll definitely get to a show before you go, but Stace has a big test coming up she needs to be ready for,” Taze answered.
“Alright, call or text on the night you're going to show up,” Kill replied.
They did their weird man-hug thing, while Stace and I rolled our eyes.
