“You should come here more often then. It makes you happy or at least reminds you of happy memories.” Malachite had watched his friend’s face as she answered and fell silent. He hadn’t been waiting for more of an explanation and was surprised she gave him that much. Jade held things closer to her chest than most people he knew and he hung out with vampires regularly! But he could tell the park meant something to her and she deserved some happiness, even if it only came from a swing and a memory.
“You know I could always eat.” Even before being on the streets he’d always been a bottomless pit. But since going days without much to eat, Malachite had come to appreciate food all the more and he never passed up the chance to have some. But that didn’t mean he was going to let Jade pay. She still struggled a lot more than he did since he did some jobs for and at Indulge. Which meant he would have to get creative in order to pay for their meals without offending her.
Actually, he had a better thought and cocked his head to the side as he came around and offered his hand to Jade. “You buy me dinner and I’ll buy you for the night.” They both did a lot of things in their short lives for money or drugs and Malachite could think of worse things than being with a friend that he had some trust with. “We’ll get high and have some fun. What better way to pass a stormy night?”
“You know I could always eat.” Even before being on the streets he’d always been a bottomless pit. But since going days without much to eat, Malachite had come to appreciate food all the more and he never passed up the chance to have some. But that didn’t mean he was going to let Jade pay. She still struggled a lot more than he did since he did some jobs for and at Indulge. Which meant he would have to get creative in order to pay for their meals without offending her.
Actually, he had a better thought and cocked his head to the side as he came around and offered his hand to Jade. “You buy me dinner and I’ll buy you for the night.” They both did a lot of things in their short lives for money or drugs and Malachite could think of worse things than being with a friend that he had some trust with. “We’ll get high and have some fun. What better way to pass a stormy night?”
