[It's not all bad. He has Ash here at his side for now. He has a great house. Two. Beach front in New York, with a pool and an overgrown garden yard off the other coast. Good liquor. It's a good life. Ash is safe enough. His own health isn't perfect, but he can do basic bitch stuff. And he's as basic bitch as they come these days. Could probably outrun Jenkins and outdo Jenkins in pushups. Not easily, but it wasn't off the table now.
Liquor numbs a lot of things. It's good liquor. And he can chug fast, whenever a thought threatens him, drown it down and look up at the sky and be away from anything here or real. Ash is giving him a happy life. So take it.]
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Liquor numbs a lot of things. It's good liquor. And he can chug fast, whenever a thought threatens him, drown it down and look up at the sky and be away from anything here or real. Ash is giving him a happy life. So take it.]