Dylan Hayes (pushme) wrote in forgotten_gods, @ 2009-05-04 08:36:00 |
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Entry tags: | dave henderson, dylan hayes |
Who: Dylan Hayes and Dave Henderson
What: "This could be the beginning of a beautiful friendship.."
When: Monday, mid-morning
Where: Streets of NYC
"Jenkins, the radiator's fixing?" Dylan Hayes said with an appreciative smile as he gestured upwards with a 32 oz MacDonalds cup to a passing pedestrian, who proceeded to look confused, shrug, and then drop two quarters into the cup. Dylan grinned, okay, so he had meant so say 'Spare a couple bucks?', but it had come out wrong - it didn't matter as long as he got what he needed. It was the beginning of the month, and he had already been to the pharmacy to shell out the neccessary cash for his medicine, which shook comfortingly in his backpack. Just because he had the medicine, though, didn't mean that he could afford to get lazy. There was always next month. He extended the cup up again, and this time the words actually came out correctly, "Three months, man? I'm sick-" The 'sick kid' shtick always brought in a little extra.