Smurf was awfully quiet when she came home from Blondie’s house today, her hands all shoved in her pockets and her hair shadowing her goddamned face.
I wonder what the hell happened at Fabgay’s. Rachel’s never been so fucking despondent before and she won’t tell me a damned thing.
Something happened, that’s all the fuck I know.
But I will find out what happened.
Even if I have to fucking drag it from her mouth.
