Free bar, that's the point.
Spilling Amaretto 'cause of previous joints.
I'm sitting with a girl, fortunate placing.
Preceding railing racket off a porcelain basin.
Who's he? Giving it the lips?
I've never seen him knockin' about.
He looks just like me, but 6 foot 3,
So I reckon you could knock him out.
::Menswear- The 1917::
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I was never a cautious person, so the day after the shoot-out with Val, I was back out on the road. My foot still hurt like a bitch, but I chose not to coddle it. I sped down the highway, my blue hair flying violently behind me.
"Atomic! Wait up!" A voice called, barely heard over the sound of my motor. I pulled the breaks on the bike, skidding to a halt on the side of the dusty road.
"Oh, hey Sugar!" I smiled at the girl, her motorcycle halting next to mine.
"Where you off to?" She asked, removing a black bike helmet off of her head.
"Off to the church in Zone 4. My friends live there. Wanna come?" I offered.
"Sure, why not." She shrugged, rearing the engine of her bike. Together, we drove through the desert that I had become so accustomed to. I arrived at the church around an hour later.
"Nice place." Sugar commented, shielding her eyes from the burning sun.
"Yeah." I panted. My lungs felt heavier than usual.
"What's up with the air?" I wheezed, putting my hands on my hips.
"Oh, that's just the radiation going up. Why, you've never gotten radiation shock before?" Sugar teased, walking inside. I took a deep breath, and quickly followed.
It was only Smoke and Ghost in the Church. The rest of the crew were on Zone patrol.
"Hey guys." I smiled weakly at the two boys, feeling the air rush back into my head.
"What's wrong with you?" Smoke questioned, reclining on a leather chair. On a table beside him, sat some sort of monitor.
"Radiation, apparently." I told him, pointing at Sugar.
"Yeah, it's kinda high today. 40%. You get used to it." He informed me, nodding his head towards the machine.
"I don't know if we've met. I'm Sugar Bomb." Sugar smiled, shaking Smoke's hand.
"Smoke Bomb." He grinned back.
"What is this, the bomb club?" Ghost snickered. He was lying down on the pew, his head resting on his hand.
" Bomb club, it has a nice ring to it." Sugar smirked, causing Ghost to accidentally drop his head against the pew. I sat down on the bench next to my love-struck friend.
"So, what do you guys do for fun around here?" Sugar asked, leaning her shoulder against the ancient wooden wall.
"Well, we sit around. Sometimes we go outside. We talk, and go to Electra's shop." Smoke told her.
"So like, nothing?"
"Pretty much."
Sugar sighed, rolling her eyes.
"Okay, we're going out." She motioned for the three of us to follow her.
"Where are we going?" Ghost tilted his head, eagerly walking behind the flawless girl.
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Foolish Heart //Danger Days//
Fanfiction(Book #1 of the Danger Trilogy) ::COMPLETED:: "Racing shadows in the moonlight, through the desert on a hot night, and for a second there we'd won, yeah, we were innocent and young." ::Miss Atomic Bomb- The Killers:: I didn't want to be an...
