Status: Completed :)
Ain't No Rest for the Wicked
XIV.
The warehouse was a small, rather inconspicuous run-down building in downtown Long Beach. Inside, Molly and the members of Avenged Sevenfold sat around a small table, the boys eyeing Molly warily.
"So why are we making a run today?" Johnny whined loudly. He looked around the warehouse, quickly surveying their inventory. "I thought we had enough to hold us for awhile."
A low, angry growl escaped from Molly; Johnny shrunk back. "We're a little short," she gritted out. She purposefully omitted the fact that she'd given Bryant an eight ball practically for free. "And it's never a bad idea to be ahead."
"So why are we making a run today?" Johnny whined loudly. He looked around the warehouse, quickly surveying their inventory. "I thought we had enough to hold us for awhile."
A low, angry growl escaped from Molly; Johnny shrunk back. "We're a little short," she gritted out. She purposefully omitted the fact that she'd given Bryant an eight ball practically for free. "And it's never a bad idea to be ahead."