"𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑑𝑒𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑜𝑓 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒?"
"𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑟 𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔.
𝑝𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑑𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑜𝑟 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑒"
(disclaimers: all the usual stuff in euphoria as well as toxic relationships, eating disord...
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Now, I'm not gonna lie. That's when I started to get a little scared. I mean, I'm all good with drugs until guns start coming out. Heaven had been around Fez enough to not really care anymore. Even though if I'm being honest I don't think she ever cared. I don't think Heaven was really scared of anything.
Fez sat on the couch opposite to Rue and Heaven, the gun tucked in between him and the couch cushion. Some guy named Mouse and one of his guys were behind them.
"This your little bitch?" Mouse asked, gesturing to Rue. "Nah, bruh, that's like my little sister," Fez said. Mouse came around the other side and knelt in front of Rue.
"Well, hello there little sis," he said taking her hand and pressing a kiss to it. "My name is Mouse. It's a pleasure to meet you."
Mouse looked over at Heaven who was glaring at Fez. "And who's this? This one must be your bitch" he said.
"That's my girl" Fez said. "Oh shit. Why I feel like I know you from somewhere?" Mouse asked.
Heaven's eye contact with Fez didn't falter as Mouse talked to her. "Nah, bruh. You don't know her from nowhere" he said. Mouse just smiled, his eyes going down to her chest that was visible through her wet shirt.
"Yo, Custer, toss me that bag," he said. He opened the bag on the table behind them. "All right, check it. I got a 100 op-oc 80s, 500 xanny bars, 500 20s of addy. I'm low on vikes, so if you wanna cop some vikes, you better cop 'em today, 'cause I got, like 50 left" he said.
Heaven broke her gaze from Fez when she noticed Rue turning around. She reached over and nudged Rue with her leg and shook her head. It was a really bad idea to act like she was interested in anything.
"I got a quap of that cali medicinal and an ounce of molly. custer, what's the math on that?" he asked. "Uh, 25, 15, and 1100, 25, 77, and 25...7750" he said. Heaven furrowed her brows together.
This dude was smart as fuck.
Her attention turned back to Fez when he pulled out a brown bag and tossed it to Mouse. "Here."
"Sure you don't want no fentanyl?" he asked. "Nah, man. I'm cool off that shit. There's too many od's and I don't want the heat" he said.
"How about you, little sis? You ever try fentanyl?" he asked looking at Rue. Rue shook her head and let out a quiet no.
Mouse looked over at Heaven and cocked his head to the side. "I know where I know you from. You and yo fam all over them billboards and shit" he said.
It was true. Heaven's mom used the image of her 'perfect' family to rev up business. So that included making them take family portraits and using them as market material.
