Malcolm Mclaren Imagines

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Yay! I know I said guys no more Malcolm till the show comes out but... I couldn't wait anylonger!it comes out tomorrow and I'm at work :( Nooooo I will be watching it though as soon as I get home from work! I'm gonna like turn my wifi off at work so I don't get spoilers but!!! I'm so excited! 

I woke up as I usually did of the morning nowadays, I pushed my body up from the old tattered half-broken bed feeling and hearing sixteen million of the little springs crack and pop where my weight had shifted it enough to make them ping. I forced myself out of the bed even if I could feel the various bruises on my body to try and prevent it as I sat on the edge of the bed my feet not even touching the cold stone floor I counted the bruises and pains I had discovering some had disappeared since yesterday and others had arrived in new places I had not counted yesterday. I forced myself out of bed and walked out into the small apartment I grabbed some clean clothes for the day and a dry towel from the airer, I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth, I warn a shower but I knew it wouldn't get how any time soon. In order for water to get hot, you need to pay gas bills, and as I recall the last four got torched with a zippo, so I had an ice-cold shower, not that I minded the cold woke me up and soothed my bruises I washed up and down my body with the little slithers of bar soap I had for myself. I wrapped my towel around myself once I was done, trying my best not to shiver from the cold, I slavered my body in various lotions and creams to try and soothe my body. I got dressed as best I could, having to struggle a little bit doing things up. I went and grabbed my handbag from the table doing my best to stay quiet, but I know it would be best to tell him. so I went over peaking my head in the bedroom door, the bed had already taken over from where I left it moments ago, the sheets wrapped up around him tightly, clothes and shoes scattered across the floor like a minefield of debris, I could barely even see him where he had bundled himself in the covers. 

"Morning" I spoke up my voice barely audible 

No response 

"Malcolm?" I spoke up again forcing my voice to be a little louder 

"Umm?" He groans 

"I'm heading out, to meet with Lillian."

His response to this was an uninterested grumble so I nodded and headed out, honestly this early in the morning I was lucky I got that.

I hurried down the rubbish covered streets towards town, I quickly spotted the little Cafe so I ducked inside and took a seat near the back, as usual, I ordered myself a hot chocolate not in the mood for coffee today. I grabbed my book from my bag opening it up to the last chapter I was reading but I didn't even get six sentences in when Lillian sat down across from me sorting her hair and putting her bag beside her. I smiled putting my book away as she slipped off her sunglasses revealing her bloodshot eyes. 

"Hi Lillian" I smiled

"Hello darling" she smiled "How's you?"

"Good" I shrug 

"Wow" she chuckled to herself, as she ordered herself a coffee, 

"what?" I asked sipping my hot chocolate

"Not even a minute in and you're already lying to me" 

"All I said was good" 

"And you really think I'm stupid enough to believe that," she says ".... How is he?"

"Fine. Tried, he's been busy with work and everything" I explained 

we chatted as we usually did about work, about the weather, about everything and nothing for a good while until her tone changed and so did the conversation