It took one glance inside for Phil to see and analyze everything. The door had a large crack going down the center of it, and the red paint was chipping. Clint led him to an apartment that was two blocks down. They walked along the gross sidewalk, garbage floated by every now and then. They hopped down off their chairs and headed out of the bar together. He looked at his sister, who looked back at him and nodded her head permission. "You want to get out of here?." Clint asked. Phil was intrigued by the young man, even if he hardly knew him, and he wasn't the least bit fazed when Clint started eyeing him up and down. They sat on their barstools, leaning closer as they talked. “Call me that again and I’ll hang you with your intestines.” The threat was laughable, but Phil held his composure. “I’m Clint.” The boy said and Phil raised his eyebrows.Ĭlint’s eyes turned dark and he started to frown. “Well if you want to put yourself into an early grave, go right ahead.” He replied while signaling to the bartender for another beer. He turned to Phil and his lips curved into a smirk, but Phil could see pain in his eyes. The guy snorted and slammed his glass down on the bar. “You know, you’re going to drink yourself to death like that.” He said eyeing the boy. They also were currently greedily sucking down his fourth drink. His body was lightly muscled and his lips were thin and pink. His light brown hair was buzzed and his eyes were a sharp crystal blue. The guy next to him couldn’t have been older than sixteen. He ordered a beer even though he couldn’t get drunk. Sometimes it sucked to have enhanced hearing. He sat down at the bar and ignored the dirty things he could hear his sister saying across the room. Not that it worked anyway, but he was a considerate brother. The date was October 18 th 2002, and all Alex wanted was a one night stand all Phil wanted to make sure that the person she went home with was not an asshole who wanted to drug her. That all changed when they walked into a bar in Colorado. Even though they fought a lot, they were all each other had and they would always make up in the end. When the time came they faked papers, got jobs, moved around a lot, and went to school a crap ton of times.
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