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*it was late in the afternoon, and the moon was out. It had been at least a couple weeks or more since he got sick, oddly enough skipps methods were..nice. they got the job done. Stone was sitting on a bench underneath a streetlight, drinking from his flask of alchohol as usual. He suddenly heard the shuffling of footsteps and some cursing under someone's breath, He looked around and quickly spotted Skipp. The brunette blondish boy was tripping on all kinds of things on the way here. Maybe he shouldn't have drank that many bottles of alcohol.. since that's what the boy was tripping on. He sighed and looked back at the moon* Stone:"Why are you here, Skipp?' *Stone asked cautiously, although not as much as usual,* Skipp:"Oh! You noticed me-?" "Well, I just came to check on ya!" "You've been all mopey lately, are you ok?" *stone chuckled at this* Stone:"Skipp, you're tripping on bottles. How would I not notice ya?" "And I'm fine, no need to ask." *In truth, stone was not fine. He had been drinking himself to death after some incident a long time ago, which he than passed out, and was found by vinne, he trys to do the same thing everytime he remembers that incident, yet fails. Much to his dismay,* Skipp:"Are you sure your ok?" "Your out here drinking yourself to death again, you only do that when your In a bad mood" *Skipp looked concerned..this should have comforted stone but he only got annoyed* Stone:"I'm FINE Skipp." *his tone was harsh, which in turn made skipp shrink back slightly, stone sighed* Stone:"Look, I'm sorry for raising my voice, but I really am fine." "No need for ya concern." *he would take another swig of his alchohol, and Skipp would suddenly pull out a guitar and start playing a soft tune. It was..oddly nice. Stone sat there and listened to it for a while, before it stopped* Stone:"..you got the patience of a Saint yknow, but the persistence of 2 demons.." *Skipp didn't know whether to be offended or complimented, so he simply didn't speak* Stone:"But..thanks." "For everything, for staying with me despite my being an ass to ya." "For being my friend..Even after everything." *Stones' hair would shine slightly as the moonlight washed over it like waves on a moonlit night. It made skipp feel an odd way, but he ignored it, focused on the fact that Stone was actually being nice for once!* Skipp:"Awh- it was nothing Stone!" "You're my friend, so of course." "I Care alot abo-" Stone:"Let me finish," *Stone cut him off* Stone:"When I was sick, you put up with my stubborn ass the entire time, and your methods..actually worked." "So thank you," *Skipp swore he could actually see the ghost of a smile on the emo boys face. Which made him feel weirdly warm and fuzzy, but he brushed it off* Skipp:"Stone..Is that a smile?" *he teased the goth in front of him* Stone:"! Oh shut up you fucking sunshine creature." "It's not like I haven't smiled before, you just haven't witnessed it" Skipp:"Exactly!" "I haven't witnessed it-!"  "So it's special!" *stone groaned, as he looked away from the hyper boy beside him, although oddly enough. When this behavior from the boy usually annoyed stone..he found it slightly..amusing? He figured it was nothing, probably just the alcohol, making him feel funny. He sighed, and looked up at the moon as the other kept on talking..and oddly enough. The other had succeeded in making his mood better.

-Chapter 2 end.

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