Back at home the hunger came. Maybe not hunger. When Dick thought about it his belly was still full. Instead his mouth was craving something. Something sweet, sour, and crispy. Like Chinese food. They had just feasted an hour earlier and here he was: craving something new. He wondered whether Jimmy felt the same.
"Here have another." Jimmy tossed him another one of them
tallboys
.
The beer was already cracked open. The first tallboy had made him feel heavy. Maybe it was the massive glob digesting inside him. That beer was getting mixed in with that glob of sour injera bread and vegetables. The food soaked up the beer. The alcohol infused into his blood slower. He felt less drunk and more beat.
Had Jimmy not been here he'd doze off into a nap. He looked at his friend. He didn't seem tired at all. Damn. Dick still didn't know how to tell Jimmy when he wanted to be left alone. Or just needed to sleep. He felt obliged to hang out. Before it had never been a problem. Jimmy would appear out of nowhere to spike some fun into Dick's otherwise boring, routine life.
Now Jimmy was no longer in school. Taking a break. Staying with him. Dick had never had to spend this much time with Jimmy before.
He desperately tossed the
beer
into the back of his throat. Dick hoped it would give him energy. But knew it would just make him more tired. He tossed back another big gulp. Jimmy noticed. Shit had he been caught?
Jimmy stood up to walk over. Patted Dick on the shoulder.
