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SHANNON IS 16. What the fuck. 16? Already? She's just a baby! How is she 16? Time is moving too fucking fast. I walked into the kitchen noticing a bunch of envelopes and Shannon and Joey talking.
I ran up to Shannon smashed her into a hug. "Happy birthday!" I screamed, and Shannon laughed. My parents disappeared and we haven't seen them in days. "Where are the boys? Also I got you a present Shan."
I used a little of my Fort Quinn money to buy Shan some new clothes and a new pair of headphones since hers barely worked.
She gave another hug and thanked me. Shannon was my only sister and therefore I spoiled her the most.
"Aoife took the boys out. She left a week's worth of money separated into daily limits." Joey explained. That's what the envelopes were.
"That woman is a god send Joey. Hold on to her." He smiled, "I plan on it."
I pulled out a Diet Coke and watched as Joey opened an envelope. "She left some money for breakfast. We could go out, it's your birthday Shan what do you want to do?" Joey asked.
"I was going to go over to Claire's. You guys should go." Then she flashed Joey a smile he couldn't resist. My sister had him wrapped around her finger and it was adorable.
"Quinn?" He turned his attention to me. I smiled over at Shannon, "can't defy the birthday girl. Do ya need a ride Shan?"
She shook her head, "Claire's picking me up." I nodded, I gave her another hug and went to go change.
I got dressed into low rise jeans and a long sleeve tee. I pulled on my destroyed black converse I've had for years and stuffed a pack of cigarettes into my back pocket before going back down.
Joey and I headed out and once I got in the passenger seat I started coughing. The strong smell of alcohol filling my senses.
"Yeah that's all cause of you and your friends." I started laughing, "I didn't even realize."
He shook his head and grinned, "we haven't hung out in so long." He sighed, I realized it was true.
Joey and I haven't been alone in forever. Usually it's catastrophic because we're both addicts who have trouble controlling our impulses.
He started driving when a phone started ringing. "Not mine." We said at the same time. "Check the back." He said.
Sure enough a phone was lodged between the seats in the back. King clit was calling. Gibsie. I answered the phone. "Hello?"
"Well shit. I didn't think anyone would pick up. Hey tipsy toes you got my buddy's phone."
"Tipsy toes?" I ask, I could sense the eye roll.
"Yknow cause when you're tipsy you stumble a lot." I furrow my brows.
