Dave Henderson (devotee) wrote in forgotten_gods, @ 2009-08-12 07:39:00 |
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Entry tags: | dave henderson, dylan hayes |
Who: Dave Henderson and Dylan Hayes.
Where: The parking lot where Dylan chalks.
When: Evening.
Warnings: Language, possible sexuality, hard drug use (not heroin this time!)
So maybe this wasn't exactly the smartest, or most mature move, trying GHB when he knew how Marijuana felt about the corresponding Drug God. So maybe doing this was akin to stomping his foot and throwing a childish tantrum. Maybe, since Wes had found out, Dave didn't feel special anymore and maybe this was a bid for attention but at the moment, he wasn't thinking about the Drug Gods very much. The pendant Marijuana had given him, a delicate silver pot leaf, reminded him who he belonged to, however, as he tucked it under his t-shirt and slipped out of Marijuana's territory with a nod in the direction of the border guard on duty that night.
The day before had been busy, Marijuana and Heroin had decided to stay in bed all day, leaving the runs in the hands of the mortals, but Dave's evening was blissfully free of errands. Thankful for that, he looked for the parking lot and eventually found it, slipping into the darkened lot and looking around for his- friend? Well, whatever Dylan was to him, Dave was trying GHB that night and would deal with the consequences later.