Inhale

Chapter 3:

Joey walked through the door and was met with laughter and bright flashing lights.

He smiled softly, paul had gone all out, as per usual. Joey liked Paul's house, because it never had a bad vibe and it was a safe space to everyone.

Joey made his way over to sid and paul.

"Hey." He smiled

"You made it." Paul laughed "we were getting worried you wouldnt come."

Joey shrugged "I wasnt going to, I have a bit of a headache."

"Why don't you go get something to eat?" Sid suggested

"That's a good idea." Paul said "help yourself Joey."

Joey nodded "that sounds nice. Thank you."

Joey walked through pauls living room, when suddenly he was swept off his feet.

"What?"

"We thought you weren't going to come." A familiar voice laughed.

"Mick!" Joey smiled soflty as he couldnt look behind him so watched his own feet dangle "can you put me down now?"

Mick complied "we were wondering when you were going to show up."

"I'm here now." Joey rolled his eyes

"What's with the attitude?" Mick asked

"I have a headache."

Mick smiled softly "I hope you feel better soon."

"Thanks..." Joey smiled as he walked off into pauls kitchen where it was a lot less busy.

The kitchen had about six people in, and there were no flashing lights, balloons nor loud music. Well Joey could hear it from the other room and he didnt mind since he loved the music paul had chosen but his head killed.

He looked over to pauls table. Alcohol. Yup joey wasnt suprised in the slightest. Bottles upon bottles of jack Daniel's, tall and short, beer bottles, big and small, vodka bottles in a magnitude of sizes. He smiled softly at that. He could see a few boxes of different pizzas, some bowls of crisp and some simple burgers waiting to be filled with sauce and lettuce.

He hadnt recognised anyone in the kitchen until his eyes trailed to corey wearing his coat and Joey guessed the same clothes but had ditched the beanie.

Joey's eyes went wide as he watched what corey was really doing.

He wasnt eating.

He was stealing!

Joey watched as he took a bunch of the small bottled alcohol and put it in his pocket, yet he didnt stop there. He carefully was wrapping slices of pizza in a napkin and stuffing them in pockets all over the jacket. He wasnt even taking one or two like for later. He was practically stuffing the whole box. He wrapped some burgers up too, before grabbing the big bottle of jack and a new packet of cigarettes that layed on the side and walking away.

Joey blinked a couple times not knowing what he had just scene.

Corey was a thief?

Joey shook his head, he had to tell paul before actual belongings went missing.

The food was sketchy but the whole ass alcohol bottles, that was selfish and concerning.

Joey forgot about his headache as he went after Corey.

He watched him walk Paul's stairs and Joey wondered what he was doing, he still had the coat with him.

Joey didnt even know why he needed to take it.