Billy didn't have to respond. There were only very few nights where either of them had gone cold, no matter the configurations or company they sight, and Billy had no thought that it should be any different than it had been over the past years.
He took the flask, fingers lapped over Goodnight's for a moment, and as he thumbed the screw of the cap, he offered the cigarette back over.
"He drinks enough for both of us," Billy said, though not unkindly exactly. In reality, Billy simply knew what he was like when he drank with Goodnight, and none of these other men had earned that sort of trust.
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Date: 2016-10-17 05:00 pm (UTC)He took the flask, fingers lapped over Goodnight's for a moment, and as he thumbed the screw of the cap, he offered the cigarette back over.
"He drinks enough for both of us," Billy said, though not unkindly exactly. In reality, Billy simply knew what he was like when he drank with Goodnight, and none of these other men had earned that sort of trust.