HOMEOSTASIS

Chapter XIII

"A constellation of tears on your lashes,
Burn everything you love,
Then burn the ashes."

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On their way to the mountains, they did stop by a convenience store. Not only did they need food, but Jeff also insisted that he needed to go to the bathroom, and Hoodie went with him, to make sure he didn't have any funny ideas.

Like... he actually went in with him.

It was extremely uncomfortable...

What Hoodie didn't know, however, was that Jeff had an idea beyond that.

"Where the Hell did you get cocaine?!"

Their jaws were on the floor. He came back with three little sacks of coke, and not even Hoodie knows where or when he got that. Let's just say, he's learned a few tricks along the years. Some dealers leave their stacks inside the toilet tank of unproductive establishments. He just needed to steal them! He never got addicted, but it sure is good to relax. And boy, does he need to do that sometimes...

They stared, hoping, looking for an answer, because God damn, that was unexpected. When Jeff didn't answer, though, Masky hit his head against the steering wheel.

"He shoved it up his ass."

"Dude, ew!"

"I could've gotten more, but this little shit kept calling Hoodie because "wE nEEdeD tO Go"."

The proxy scoffed, "And your safari white ass wanted to go in the store with Chaser and Toby too. Seriously, control yourself, man."

"How do you even sniff that stuff if your nose is barely intact?" Ben mused, as his partner started preparing a small mount in his hand.

"See my nail?" He showed his pinky, and it did, indeed, have a longer nail than all the others, "It's good for that." He scooped a small portion and led it to his nose, sniffing it almost instantly. "Aw man... This thing's awful..."

"You're a disgrace, seriously..."

"Masky, look at me." He looked, "Do I look like someone who gives a shit?"

The latter squinted his eyes skeptically. It's none of his business anyway... "Hey, I think we're getting closer. Chaser, do you recognize this place?"

"It's a very remote area. Very hard to tell, especially since it's still dark outside... Just keep going up. When you see a "Land For Sale" sign, that's the spot."

"Got'cha."

"Give me some of that." Ben encouraged the killer next to him, and his brows furrowed.

"Hah? No way! I got this for myself."

"Sharing is caring, man!"

"Fuck you, I ain't givin' you my shit!"

"Besides," Masky muttered, "Technically, you're twelve, Ben."

"I told you not to treat me like a kid."

"Aww, poor baby doesn't want the baby treatment." Jeff pouted, bursting out laughing when the blond started to actually hit him. "Hey, what'cha listening to?" He nudged Toby's side, who flinched at the sudden contact. He removed his headphones after hours of staring off into space, and mumbled.

""Don't you d-dare forget the sun"..."

The two others cringed. "Man, that's depressing. You're acting awfully weird, dude. More than usual. You've been awake for days, go to sleep!"

"I'm not the b-biggest fan of ca-car rides... Can't fall asleep."

"Ooh! We got a picky traveler, everyone!"