★⸺ 𝘁𝗼𝘅𝗶𝗰 𝘄𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲

ice─touched, i feel comfort in indifference.

“why shouldn't i be? no shame in bein' sexually active! i like t'spread myself around, yeah. get a taste of everything. can't say i've ever been with a guy who used t'be a lady though... think my best mate 's datin' a guy like that.” for as nosy as stevie is, he hasn't bothered

“ something like that , yes . ” smile wolfish , hands tight behind his back . “ i know every single face ‘round here . i would remember yours . ”

“mm...” he thinks as he hides away his leftover cash and the tiny baggies, brows knitted. “yyyeah! yeah, i guess. he's got nice arms. think i gave the singer a blowie a few months ago. i give a lot of blokes blowies though, sometimes i forget who got what 'n all.”

Lead the way.

he notes the glance and, of course, real dramatically turns back to look too. like a dog might before looking back to leo. “leo! sweet. 's a good name. i was never into th'name stevie. you like goin' t'shows? there's gonna be a great one tomorrow night at th'bar down the street.

Might have to get the address first, before I get lost in a forest.

Sure, why not.

You goin' alone?

his tongue darts out to lick over the ends of his top row of teeth as stevie grins wide and fervid. eyeing the baggies before looking back to the dealer. “stevie! s-t-e... v.... v-i-e.” he hands his free palm out to shake. “appreciate it. don't think i caught your name either.”