[ eddie really wants some acid right now. would love to feel half as high as billy does, though he’s got a pleasant hum of something buzzing in his head. he considers for a moment. ] No. But I could probably find some at some point.

You take some acid, I drink your blood. We both fly out into space. [ that’s a terrible idea. eddie is a tempted by bad ideas sort of guy when it comes to drugs.

he watches billy struggle, feels the need to rub the ridge of his nose but doesn’t. feels the need to help beyond keeping him steady. which, weird, because he doesn’t normally have particularly positive associations with billy hargrove but. well. go at a guy’s neck and get him that high with your vampire wiles and he guesses no one leaves unaffected. ] California. Billy. Focus, man. Sound of my voice.

Which pocket? Before I start digging in and feeling you up again. So we can get you home and get you some chocolate. Or cake. Anything you want.