Benjamin Reynolds (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} _cavendish_) wrote,@ 2010-10-03 12:29:00 |
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There is a moment where he feels a pang of something. Something he doesn't know because this creeping, punched in the gut, tears starting to form at the end of your eyes because someone knocked you in the nuts feeling is not a thing Big Tobacco has a name for. He's hard pressed to call it sadness. Doesn't know what that means exactly. Some would think him lucky but the truth is Big Tobacco is just a mixed up caricature of emotions and the finer points will always elude him.
Changing plans and destinations so fast Deimos doesn't have time to blink. He drags his driver, his new companion to Las Vegas were they salute Seth in the best way Ben could think of.
They climb to the top of the Stratosphere and piss of the edge of the roof.
"THIS ONE'S FOR YOU BUDDY!"
Changing plans and destinations so fast Deimos doesn't have time to blink. He drags his driver, his new companion to Las Vegas were they salute Seth in the best way Ben could think of.
They climb to the top of the Stratosphere and piss of the edge of the roof.
"THIS ONE'S FOR YOU BUDDY!"