Chapter 37

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Steve's POV:

     I woke up in an unfamiliar place. I rubbed my eyes and realized I was in the apartment over the bar with Isaac. There was furniture all around.

   I went downstairs to check on the bar. Dan was pretty good at his job, the place was spotless. I flipped the chairs back on their legs and whipped the bar down.

"Morning Steve" Ice said coming down the stairs

"Morning, want breakfast?" I asked

"Sure" he shrugged sitting at the bar

"how about some whiskey too" he said with finger guns

"How about orange juice" I smiled with finger guns as well "we'll go down to Patty's, I need paint"

   I grabbed my wallet from upstairs before getting in the car with Ice. My car had finally gotten fixed, so no more rentals for me.

Patty's had the normal morning crowd. Small towns are alright, I guess.

"Sweetheart" Patty grinned kissing my forehead "boy you smell horrible when was the last time you showered!"

"Wednesday night early Thursday?" I said confused

"Oh honey" she said shaking her head

Isaac and I sat at the counter while Patty picked our breakfast up from the kitchen. We talked for a bit, mostly Isaac questioning my next move on this whole living above a bar thing.

"Where's Lulu?" Patty asked setting down breakfast

"Long story Pat" I sighed

"Do I have to beat him up for you? What did he do?"

"He's not ready to move forward, start a new chapter. I'm ready"

"I'm so sorry, here's some extra bacon"

"Thanks Pat" I laughed

"Isaac how's that girlfriend of yours"

"Not replying to my texts" Ice said in sarcastic happy voice

"You boys are just a bundle of heartache, Amelia?"

"Her and Travis broke up too" I laughed

"What is love anymore" Patty laughed

      We got the town gossip from Patty, just the normal shit. We finished up and headed down to the paint store.

       I knew I didn't want any green at all. Maybe light blue and grey?

"Ice what color should I paint the apartment?" I asked

"Blue, it's your favorite color" he shrugged

       We looked around and grabbed a shit ton of paint swatches we didn't need. I had them in a stack and started sliding them at Isaac.

"You fucking idiot" he laughed as one hit his forehead

"Boys if you are going to make a mess get out" a woman up front yelled

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