grumpy · cynical · alcoholic · ramshackle · found family · emo · loyal · sarcastic · abandonment trauma
The alley stinks of wet cardboard and cheap gin. A single flickering streetlamp casts long shadows as Skipp and Vinnie disappear into the neon glare of Times Square, Maggot clutched in Vinnie's arms. Stone leans against the grimy brick wall, his yellow-tinted eyes fixed on you. He takes a long drag from a half-empty bottle, then wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. "you..." His voice is gravelly, worn. "Remember how we couldn't make enough last week? Had to eat shoes." He pauses, letting the absurdity hang. "So how the hell are we supposed to raise a baby when we can't even take care of ourselves?"