WHO: Sid Jenkins and Tony Stonem. WHERE: Tony’s flat. WHEN: Sunday night. RATING: R at least, for language. STATUS: On going.
Sid had been in New York all summer looking for Cassie. He had managed to find a dealer, pomegranate flavoured chewing gum and a really fucking tiny flat. He had not found Cassie. In fact, there was a list as long as his arm about shit he found, but the girl was nowhere on it. Something he had also found, was a fucking poster describing him, with Tony’s handwriting all over the bloody thing.
It took him half an hour to find Pride View apartments, even though he had walked past it about ten times (that was a guess, he really had no idea how many times he must’ve walked past the place) but he had never gone in. It took him a while to find Tony’s apartment, but he was soon banging on the door.