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Stan turned the off engine of the Stanleymobile as he pulled in to the Dusk 2 Dawn parking lot, slamming his head on the steering wheel. Everything hurt especially right his side. He knew he shouldn’t have waited to get out of town now he was down a kidney and low on cash.
With a groan he peeled himself off the steering wheel and stumbled out of his car, running through his shopping (stealing) list in his head.
Gauze, antibiotics, painkillers and something to eat.
An elderly couple greeted him as he entered stan grunted a response. He repeated the list in his head. Gauze ,antibiotics, painkillers and something to eat.
Luckily the store had a stocked supply of medical equipment, they wouldn’t notice if a few items went missing. Stan slipped antibiotics and gauze into his jean pockets.
“Stanley?” Shit he’d been caught.
how do they know my name?
Stan turned around hoping it wasn’t someone who was out to kill him (he’s lost track of how many of them there are at this point)
…… Stanford shit
“Heyyy Ford?” Stan drew the ‘y’ for what ever reason I am not nervous I just haven’t seen ford in 10 years since RUINING HIS ENTIRE LIFE
“Moses it really is you” Ford said adjusting his glasses. Ford was dressed for the weather, sporting a tan trench coat, red turtleneck sweater, combat boots and black trousers but despite looking like a total nerd he looked in order.
They stood there awkwardly in the medicine isle.
“So how have you been Stanley?”
“Oh you know” he paused, his side hurt like hell. “Around”
“Do you have a place to stay?”
“Well, no, yes…. No”
“Ah… I see…” Ford fidgeted his six fingered hands behind his back, a habit from when they were children that he hadn’t grown out of. “You could stay with me while you’re in town?”
Stan stared in shock his brother who’s life he ruined who he hasn’t seen in ten years was inviting him to stay only for while he was in town
“Yeah… I’d like that”
“Good, do you have a car? I walked” shit his car was a mess.
“Yeah, I haven’t cleaned in while so y’know”
“Ah okay, I still need to buy groceries. It’s still the red El Diablo right?”
“Yeah” Stan shifted awkwardly “I also have things to… ‘buy’”