InsaneJournal

Gabe was awake far too early this morning. When Alena had come back to bed at around eight, she'd shoved him off of her side and woken him up, and he hadn't been able to get back to sleep. After another hour of trying, he'd finally given up and gotten up to take a shower. He didn't have to work until this evening, and only had classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and there was little to no food in Alena's apartment, other than Steak-Ums and those nasty Freeze Pop things that in Gabe's opinion, tasted like ass and were probably about five years old. His options seemed to be chillin' with Blowjob on the newly-exorcised couch watching Nick Jr. and starving, or going to McDonalds for an Egg McMuffin or six.

Since he wasn't really a huge fan of hunger pains, Gabe pulled on a hat and his coat and coaxed his car to life, on a quest for fried goodness and orange juice in those nifty little cartons. Halfway to McDonalds, he found himself brooding over...everything. Cookie, Asher and Grant, fucking Dylan, Dinah, Emily, Alena, Detective Rourke... He saw a sign for the Interstate, and for a moment, was completely prepared to pull onto it and just drive as far away as the heap of scrap metal he called a car would take him. Then he realized exactly where he was, and without really thinking about it, made a sharp turn - not right, toward the interstate, but into a very familiar housing development.

Marlie's car wasn't outside; she was probably at her dad's, or god forbid, with a boy. She was like Gabe's sister, and he didn't go too far down that thought process. And if Marlie was like his sister, her parents had definitely been adopted as Gabe's own. Not that he didn't love Meg, of course. She had given up a lot for him, and Gabe loved her to death, but she hadn't been around a lot when he was a kid, and wasn't really around a lot now, either. Nessa had been his babysitter, his best friend's older sister, his mom's best friend, Eddie's girlfriend, Marlie's mom, and a constant in Gabe's life since he was born, not to mention the best source of advice he knew. Also the best source of food. The smell of pancakes wafting out of Nessa's house as he rapped on her door was enough to make him glad he'd foregone half-frozen egg patties already.