Brian/?
Brian missed Thomas. Oh not the man, he couldn't care less about him personally, but he missed having someone to get high with. Soldiers were nice, but they weren't getting as high as before. Whether they had been warned or because of the attacks, he didn't know.
Now, he was back in New York and he was just as sober as in the middle of nowhere, Arizona. He was not in a good mood. To make things worse, John was being a fucking pain in the ass with these Halloween costumes. Halloween was when you could do crazy things and no one cared. They were going to the biggest Halloween parade in the world and they couldn't agree on anything.
The lack of drugs meant that he'd brought his own supply of heavy alcohol, but uppers were so much better for him mood than alcohol. Well okay the drugs didn't do much for his mood either, especially when he was crashing, and anyone spending enough time around him would know that the comments were just a little sharper, a little meaner.