All the sudden, that much more gay. When drugs are on the table.

[kavinsky takes the bong back and casts it aside this time. he has himself decided that adam's had enough. mostly because he'd like his privacy when he does a few lines of cocaine and devises plans b through z, in the unlikely event that a falls through. it's good to be prepared. the girl scouts were onto some shit.

but that just means he can afford to give adam this one, really.]

Not gonna tell him. He's all yours, baby. Or.

[a bark of laughter. close enough.] Hey. [kavinsky blinks and throws one of his legs over the other, casually.]

What the fuck's your name, anyway?