overtime- ashtray

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FEES POV

The sound of the door opening took over the silence. Fee stubbed her joint in the ashtray, rushing downstairs like a little kid at christmas. Hey red eyes instantly gleaming at his presence. "Took your time." She smiled.

Ashtray pulled her in, placing a gentle kiss on her lips. "Been busy." He brushed of. "You made your mind up?" He asked beaming down at her before he turned serious. "You been smokin'?" Ash furrowed his brows.

"Yeah, I was bored and wanted time to go quicker." She exhaled, tired of his over reacting. 

"Only when I am with you." He kissed her shortly on her forhead, before going towards his room. 

Fezco came in through the door, carrying a big suitcase. "Hey kid, you feelin better?" using one hand to ruffle her hair.

"Mhm, you going somewhere?" Felicity nodded her head at the bag, in worry that Ash would be leaving too. 

"No, no, business shit." Fez wandered into the living room, chucking the case onto the couch.

Felicity decided it wasn't best to ask anymore so she went back down the corridor to Ash's room, the strong smell of weed already playing through her nose. Ash laid across the bed, shirt of, smoking the joint she had just put out. "Ash?"

"Yeah." He responded dryly, facing the ceiling. His eyes were tired, hardly able to stay open.

"Nothing." She breathed, climbing into bed next him. 

"What's up ma?" Ash mumbled, his voice caring as he pulled Felicity closer to him.

"Nothing, nothing. Can we go out for food, we never go out?" Hey chin lifted, facing up at him. 

"Mhm, coool with me, you want me to take you back to yours so you can get ready?" He hummed, using his fingers to rub her scalp.

"Yeah okay, in like 10 minutes though. I'm comfy." 

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"It's a surprise Ash, close your eyes." Felicity shouted through her bathroom door, whilst messing with her hair in the mirror.

"You best look mind blowing you have been in their nearly two hours, but my eyes are closed." He sighed.

"And I  don't look mind blowing everyday?" Felicity stepped out the bathroom quietly.

"No, no, no, you do, I just meant like, no I didn't mean it like-" Ashtray panicked, trying to back himself up, his hand still covering his vision.

Fee crept up towards him, amused by his sudden panic. "Open you eyes." She whispered softly in his ear.

Slowly, Ashtray removed his hand from his face, opening his eyes, stunned. A huge smile creeping up his rosey cheeks. "You look beautiful."

Infront of him stood Felicity, a long black dress, gripping her curves, ever so revealing her cleavage, her hair curly hair straightened perfectly and big eyes staring up at him.

"I'm not over dressed right?" She furrowed her brows. 

"No, no of course not." Ash took his focus from her looks to her words.

Fee bit her top lip, harshly inspecting Ashtray, whom was wearing a casual suit, something Felicity never thought she would see. "You don't look too bad yourself." She smirked, pulling him in for a kiss.

"No?" His eyes sparkling at her, pulling his cheesy smile. 

"No." Fee repeated, her belly twirling and jumping from his use of words. 

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"Look, man, I'm sorry, just hear me out. Just once, if you don't like it, just kill me, whatever but you know, fuck it." Rue chuckled, initiating each word with another hand movement. 

Laurie nodded, calmly, playing with her nails. "I have and had no intent on hurting you." She stated, each word spoke with such delicacy and humbleness. 

"Look, I'm a kid that goes to a high school, I know people, you know people. The differance is, every teenager wants do drugs, you know it's classed as cool, so if I you know, started selling for you, I could be making you money way faster then you could. I mean selling to crack heads, must be a bit uh, boring. Same people, same money. So my point is, if you just give me a suitcase full of drugs, I could sell it all in like two weeks. Min." Rue exhaled, out of breath. She knew that maybe she could of worded her point a little bit better than she had done, but she had nothing else to live for.

Laurie picked the nail file up of the desk, carefully scraping at her nails. "Custer!" She called, sending a quick smile to Rue.

Quickly Rue scrambled to her feet. "I can just leave, I promise I will never tell a soul we even spoke, or about all the uh drugs." 

Inspecting her nails Laurie sighed with a grin. "Don't be silly hun,  sit down."

Rue looked left first, then right being met with a familiar face. "Yes ma,am."

"Can I have a suitcase, a mixture of food, worth exactly 10,000." Her voice was overly-merry, to certain.

The curly haired girl froze, jaw dropping. "Um, I mean that's quite a lot of um, money. Maybe we should do like-"

"You know what they say, the more the better, it's something like that," Laurie laughed "I can't keep up with all these phrases now." Laurie chucked to her self.

Rue forced a chuckle, finishing with a gulp. "But, I'm being serious, that's a lot, what if I can't sell it all?" Her eyes flashed with worry.

"I'm sure that won't be a problem, like you said, you know a lot of people and you can make money way faster than I could with my old silly crackhead friends." Laurie got interrupted by a suitcase coming through the door, waving Custer of, she stood up, placing the nail filer down. "well here you go Rue, guess I will see you in two weeks. When you bring the money back, I will have you a cut of 4000."

Rue stood to her feet again, this time more distressed than the first, she looked at the case,  then back at Laurie who maintained her upbeat smile at all times. "Thankyou, yes um thankyou so much, two weeks." Rue began to make her way out the door.

"And Rue, if you screw me I will have you kidnapped and sold to some really sick people." Laurie hummed, that same smile carved into her face, that same moral tone.

AUTHORS NOTES

Yall im so sorry, school is crazy and I never find the time to do anything, and the motivation is a DRAG