MICKEY HAD BEEN IN POLICE

 

AGAIN, THE OLD MAN STARTS TO  LEAVE AND STOPS. “MORE ‘N’ LIKELY GONNA BE SOME FIGHTING TOO.”



“WELL, I GET ALONG WITH PEOPLE, I’LL BE ALL RIGHT!.


 I’LL BE THERE. THANKS AGAIN.”



“MIGHT BE SOME WILD S*X, TOO.”



“NOW THAT’S REALLY NOT A PROBLEM!” SAYS MICKEY, WARMING TO THE IDEA.



“I’VE BEEN ALL ALONE FOR SIX MONTHS! I’LL DEFINITELY BE THERE. BY THE WAY, WHAT SHOULD I WEAR?”



CLIFF REPLIES.



“DON’T MUCH MATTER. JUST GONNA BE THE TWO OF US."