- Chapter 50 - The Title is a Mood (and so is Race) -
Warnings: Crying lol, mentions of the Refuge, self doubt
A/N, woo hoo! Chapter fifty! I know for a fact that this book will have at least seventy chapters so... buckle up lol
Third Person POV
Race sat on a crate outside of the Brooklyn Lodge.
He was waiting for Spot, Ace, and Smokes.
Sling walks over to him. "Hey, Race."
Race looks up. He smiles. "Hey, Sling." He greets.
"What are you doing?" Sling asks, looking at Race.
Race shrugs. "Waiting for Spot, Ace, and Smokes." He answers. "We have a Borough meeting." He informs him.
Grayson and Carter had left earlier and Morris had gone with them.
Morris was gonna stay with them tonight, at Weasel's request.
Oscar was staying in Brooklyn with his boyfriend.
When Oscar did stay in Brooklyn, he stayed on the top bunk right next to Race's top bunk.
Sling nods.
Spot walks out of the Brooklyn Lodge, Ace and Smokes following him.
Race stands up.
Ace looks at Race and rolls his eyes.
Since Race stayed in Brooklyn, he usually wore red when selling, but he was wearing his usual blue because of the Borough meeting.
Sling looks back at Race. "Well, I hope the meeting goes well." He tells him.
"Me too." Race mumbles, placing his cigar into his mouth.
Sling nods, before walking away.
Spot stops walking for a moment, watching Sling walk away. That was a weird interaction...
Smokes smiles at Race. "Ready?" He asks him.
Race nods, pulling his cigar out of his mouth. "Ready as I'll ever be." He responds, twirling the cigar in his hand.
Smokes places a hand on Race's shoulder. "It'll be okay." He tells him. "Besides, Jack'll be there with Blink." He adds, smiling brightly.
Race smiles. He had forgotten Jack and Blink would be there.
He was so excited to see them.
Spot noticed Race perk up slightly when Smokes mentioned his brothers.
"Let's get going." Race suggests.
Spot chuckles. "You really want to see them, don't you?" He asks.
Spot couldn't describe the feeling that set in his stomach when Race turned around and looked him in the eyes, his blue eyes shining and his smile blinding.
He really was beautiful and his eyes never let Spot forget that.
"I am." Race answers.
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