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Runnin' Stairs
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Topic Started: Oct 29 2011, 03:51 AM (206 Views)
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Brooklyn
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Oct 29 2011, 03:51 AM
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Misty Lyn and Dice lie naked under the covers on their motel room bed, both breathing hard and spent. They both take a second to catch their breath before leaning over and kissing some more, having just spent several hours enjoying each other's company and the privacy a room such as their affords them. Just as they start thinking about going for another round, a knock upon the door shocks them both into reality. They look into each other's eyes, a million thoughts about what this could possibly be racing through both heads. Dice rolls out of bed and pulls on a pair of pants as the knocking starts up again. He stumbles to the door and glances through the peephole.
Dice: Oh my God...
As he starts undoing the locks, Misty sits up in alarm.
Misty Lyn: Who is it?
Dice pulls the chain back and glances over at her.
Dice: It's Rory...
Misty's eyes go wide as the knocking starts up again. Dice opens the door and is greeted with the momentarily annoyed eyes of his little brother.
Riot: What the fuck were doin', eatin' the carpet...
Riot stops as he sees his brother standing there half-dressed. Dice cocks his head and Riot glances in to see Misty sitting in bed, covers pulled up as far as they'll go.
Riot: Oh... shit...
Stepping abck and suddenly embarrassed, Riot starst to lkeave.
Riot: I'm sorry, i'll come back later...
Before he can go anywhere, Misty Lyn's voice rings out.
Misty Lyn: RORY ANTONIO SERRANO, YOU GET YOUR ASS IN HERE, NOW!!!
Dice nods and steps back as Riot walks into the room looking exceptionally sheepish. Dice closes the door and takes a seat on the bed next to Misty as Riot sits down in a chair. Dice and Misty can't help but notice that Riot is sweating hard and looks almost as spent as they are.
Dice: Where have you been, man?
Riot takes a deep breath, ashamed of himself.
Riot: Today? I... was gonna go get drunk again when it suddenly struck me that... that was the last thing I should be doing so...
He pauses, knowing how stupid this is gonna sound.
Riot: So... I went to the stairwell here.
Dice and Misty both look at him in stunned silence for a second.
Dice: You went stair running?
Riot nods.
Dice: For how long?
Riot glances at his cheap digital watch.
Riot: The last four hours.
Dice shakes his head.
Dice: There's like... twenty floors in this hotel...
Riot nods.
Dice: So... you...
Riot smirks slightly at the absurdity of the idea.
Riot: Tried to run the alcohol out of me? Yeah, more or less.
Dice and Misty both start to laugh slightly at the thought too.
Dice: Only you...
Riot nods in agreement.
Riot: Only me...
He pauses, the shame boiling back up inside of him.
Riot: I'm sorry, Mikey... Misty... I should have been better than this. I just...
Dice puts a hand up.
Dice: We know...
Riot shakes his head.
Riot: I just got thinking today that, I can't do this to you, to the Silver Dragons or myself again. I can't just get plastered, wander in all drunk and pissed at the world and then blow everything off to go hunt down the Hood Rats again. I can't keep pretending that I'm not hurting anybody by doing that when I know damn well that I am! I'm sorry...
Dice and Misty wave him over, both smiling. Riot climbs over and accepts their forgiving embrace before slipping to the door and pulling out his cell phone.
Riot: I'm gonna go call Rico.. you guys can.. go back to enjoying yourselves...
Dice and Misty nod, smiling in relief as he steps out the door, hitting the number on his speed dial. His brother answers as he starts walking down the hall towards his room.
Riot: Hey, Rico... it's Rory... Yeah, I'm sorry about that...
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