46• Honey, I'm home

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"There's no excuse for what you did." Destiny starts, as they walk in the line.

Frieda what-the-fuck's-her-name stole our money." Peter snaps
whisperingly.

"You broke her stuff for chrissake. I told you this would happen on account of--"

"This has nothing to do with the moon, I'm fine!" He snaps a bit louder. "I have every reason to be pissed at that shyster."

"You are not fine." She argues. "You're turning into a total basket case. Disappearing to God knows where, losing your cool all the time--"

"My mom's rotting away in prison." He growls and stop moving.

"Did you do it again?"

"What?"

"Turn."

"No."

"Look me in the eye." She nudges him firmly and he does so for seconds.

"I have not turned."

"And you haven't been fooling with those dreams?" She asks andhe shakes his head.

"On my gypsy's honor." He raises his hand jokingly.

"That's what worries me." She jokes bitterly as they starts to move again. "When we go in there, we need to accentuate the positive."

"There's no point sugarcoating this, D. It's just another Romancek getting totally fucked!" He says irritatedly as they stop to put their belongings.

"She hears doom and gloom coming from her only son, you're gonna destroy whatever hope she has."

They finally get in and reach the the table where Lynda is and she wasn't alone, she's sitting next to some girl. They walk to sit across with sorrowness in their faces because her face is bruised, then they look to see the other visitor looks up at them, and it's Nellie who smiles at them.

"You here since when?" Petef asks her irritatedly, and Destiny realizes with as Nellie answers.

"Since I knew she's finally allowed to be visited, I rushed in here, I was literally the first one in the line."

"What happened to your face?" Destiny asks.

"I slipped on my way down the stairs, at the showroom." As Peter is looking around in slight guilt. "I wasn't sleeping well for a while." She adds with a smile to wrap it up, and Destiny nods before looking at Lynda, and so do Peter and Nellie.

"You ought to see what the other three chicks look like." She says with her smile still on, and Peter looks sympathetically at her.

"Um... we just came from the lady lawyer's." He starts.

"She says there's plenty of reason for optimism." Destiny quickly adds making Peter look at her briefly.

"Right." He immediately understands. "Uh, something about improper warrants or something." He says and Nellie gets that they are laying, so is Lynda by only noding as Destiny adds.

"She thinks there's a good chance we can get a lot of these charges tossed out."

"Next time she's in front of the judge, she's gonna kick ass and take names, OK?"

"OK." Lynda starts. "Don't you kids worry about me. Thanks to Nellie I have that friend of hers in my side." Peter and Destiny frown and look at Nellie who staring blankly on the table as Lynda continues. "He's right here." And starts look around. "Somewhere." Peter starts to scan the place in case if that Nellie's friend was someone he knows. "Nellie, where is he I don't see him." Lynda says before looking at the girl who still drifted away. "Nellie?" She puts her hand on the girl's shoulder who still drifted.

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