Alan tried the car. It was old turned over once, then again. 

"Fuck, what the fuck."

It was cold he thought that was the reason. 

He tried again. Nothing. Now he waited didn't want to hurt the car or something. 
He wiped the condensation from his breath off of the window...

Alan put his seat back. The sun roof was open, and the sky was dotted with stars and the moon. 

"Dude its a full moon crazy."

Jack reclined his seat and looked up too. 

"Its crazy all that. You know." 

Alan's eyes were shutting and he was fighting to keep them...

"Yo you got any weed?" Jack asked, thinking it might be cool to get high on the play ground. 

"I, uh, wait check there. He pointed to a glove box, behind there. Yeah, then you gotta pull out the plastic part." 

"Holy shit dude. Its like a joint maybe."

"From past...

Imogen Howe was there with another guy. Alan didn't see him or maybe saw them driving away, but by the time he'd got there it was just his friends. 

"Its probably her brother other something, don't worry."

"Yeah man he looked like a pussy anyway." Jack said. 

Alan still felt like...

"Woahhh bud where you at."

Jack always had a way to get him to talk.

"No where."

"Its pizza time, we need another amigo. We gotta some slices waiting for you. Oh and also your friend is here." He said. He said friend especially weird, dragging out syllables to emphasize something. 

"Imogen?" He...

Alan wanted to ask Imogen if the offer still stands. Could he just work at the cafe? He imagined himself with only tracks in life, if he stayed here, that was it. He would never leave, he'd never make it like Aaron, he'd just have a few kids and his...

She liked it. People teased her, but she liked it. Her friend Cindy and her discovered it. A long time ago, when they were twenty, or something, they traveled together, just them. Two girls, well two women, and they traveled through Europe. There they drank port in Porto, and stayed...

Jack finally turned on his phone. Notifications started raining in, he wanted them all to stop. He had taken out enough money to be fine for like another weeks. The texts mostly consisted of threats, questions about "what the fuck he thought he was doing?" or "Where the fuck are...

Alan was now at his limit, but Aaron ordered more coffee, and the girls shook their heads yes.

Imogen Howe made some comment about how she drinks so much coffee at the cafe that it doesn't effect her. Jack didn't buy that, saying there is no way caffeine doesn't affect...

They weren't the regular crowd, but the hostess was happy to see them. She called them beautiful, before the guys came in she asked if they had boyfriends, then told them to be careful. They just smiled. A few minutes after they sat down the boys came in, and after...