It was 2am now Jimmy snoring past out on Dicks bed. The blue glow from Dick's computer acting like some sort of night light. He had probably like 30 hours now until the banks opened. Plasma donation centers, not really open on Sunday. Fuck he thought. He clicked around, I could busk? He only had two songs he knew how to play on guitar. Wonderwall and Fast Car. He couldn't sing. What if Casey came though, he could lend him some cash. But that wouldn't be for like a week.
Jimmy just lay there and snored. That was peaceful dick thought. He should sleep. He felt his eyes getting heavy, he shut the computer. The whole room was dark aside from the light from cars shifting around the room, and the light from that one street lamp across the street. Dick always wanted one of those like black out curtains. Next pay check. Pay day advance? Always seemed like a scam. Maybe he could borrow from Jimmy. Ask him that then he would be like "No man, don't worry I got you".
Sleeping Jimmy was much easier to talk to.
"Could I just have the money you owe me?"
"Please? I just really need
money
right now, I'm not trying to rush you man?"
Jimmy just kept breathing, Dick imagined he was dreaming, about what who knows, a big scientific mystery.
Dick tried to sleep, just tried to breathe deep. Tomorrow's another day.
