Snippet #1840298

"Well it was either come here or spend another night in the cooler; trust me a night in jail sucks even if it is warmer than out in the cold." Vinny said leaning against the pillar next to the table. 'The gangs all here... no, that's wrong. Somebody is missing.' He took of his hat and scratched his head. He silently groaned when Izzie appraised him like a slab a meat. He remembered her nickname for him. It was something about Snow White. He had looked it up when he was a school once. Though it took him a few hours to get it due to the fact he didn't know the spelling.

"It has been a while since all of us were here. We've all changed, some for the better and some for the weirder. Not saying that's a bad thing." Vinny said taking out a smoke, the owner yelled at him there was no smoking in the restaurant, Vinny just nodded and started to play with it. He had gotten pretty good at it, kept him occupied when there was nothing better to do. Vinny smirked at his memory of his first cigarette. It had been the last time they came here and it was with Izzie. They had bummed two off of some random dude and after the first drag they both had coughing fits. He wished he could be 13 again, not a care in the world. Not having to sell drugs to keep gas in his car and smokes in his pocket, and not worrying about getting jumped or shot.