The room instantly quiets at Colson's sudden outburst. Before Luna has a chance to respond, he pushes her off of his lap. Standing up as he grabs her phone and answers it.
"Yo! Why the fuck you calli... " Colson tries to bark into it.
Before he can finish his sentence Luna lands a solid punch to the front of his right shoulder. Catching him off guard, she snatches her phone out of his hand. She's fucking pissed. For a multitude of reasons.
"Yo." She says into the phone.
Glaring at Colson, she points her black painted, index finger at him. Wanting to hear what she has to say, he lets her hold him in his place as she takes the phone call. The room standing silent.
"I'm sorry, some Asshole grabbed my phone. What's up?" She asks into the receiver.
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Sitting in his home office, Eminem is not stupid. He's pretty sure who answered Luna's phone. He wants to see if his friend is willing to lie for this motherfucker though.
"Not much, chillen'... Yo, you in Detroit a couple days ago?" He asks her directly.
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Glaring at Colson, Luna's heart pounds for the both of them. "Fuck." Is all she can think.
"Shit Man, I've been everywhere in the last two months. NY, Cali, Seoul... Even fucking Alabama. Probably... Why, what's going on?" She tries to SideStep.
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Luna's not exactly lying but her words still piss Marshall off; he's caught the rumors of her and Colson. More importantly, he knows she was there by the way she reacted. Not many bitches roll as tight as Luna does.
"Stop fucking around. I know you're dating that fucking fagot." He spits out into his side of the phone as he stands up. "And I know you were fucking there... "
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"Whoah! What the fuck, Em?" Luna's defenses flare, cutting him off.
She's pretty drunk and trying to keep control of herself. "I would've never answered his call being this fucked up." She thinks to herself annoyed. Head spinning, trying to figure a way out of the conversation.
Colson perks up at her tone; looking for a fight. She shakes her head as her angry blue eyes dare him to fucking move. Finger still pointing at him.
"You know I ain't gonna stand for that shit. Watch your mouth and tell me what the hell you're talking about." Luna demands.
Eminem begins to shout at her about the coffee shop. Loudly enough that she has to pull her ear away from the call. Hearing him, Colson takes a step towards her. Before he can utter a word, Luna lowly hisses for him to Shut The Fuck Up. Collecting herself and sobering up from her anger, she cuts a ranting Eminem off again.
"You need to stop screaming at me, Marshall. From what I heard, you snuck him on the video and it didn't seem to turn out well for you at all. As your friend, you might wanna let this one go." Luna tries to lead Marshall away.
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Eminem had been pacing while he erupted onto Luna. He's stopped now at the mention of a tape. Tape changes everything.
"What the fuck do mean you seen a video!?" He yells. Luna goes on to give vague details of the footage catching the two men. Keeping Marshall distracted while trying not to answer any direct questions. "Are you fucking threatening me, Luna?" Marshall's anger hits full force.
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"Fuuuck no. Don't be stupid." Luna replies, eyebrows furrowed at Colson still. "I'm telling you what I heard and WHAT I think. Take it or fucking leave it Em... But don't call me up snapping. We've known each other for too fucking long for this nonsense. Figure your own shit out, Man and hit me up when you wanna talk to me like a human being." Luna hangs up before he can respond. Her blood is boiling; she doesn't even fucking care how this lands anymore.
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✴Pissed and thrown off, Marshall mulls over Luna's words as he touches his swollen eye. He knows she was there. With his jaw still hurting, he finds himself angrier. He hadn't even thought about any type of video. Thinking to himself how he definitely doesn't want anything to get out as Kim walks into the room asking who he was on the phone with. Only receiving first degree burns; three days in and her skin is almost healed. Knowing better to involve her crazy ass, he tells her No One. Mind wandering back to the tape Luna referred to and how to get his hands on it. He knows she's too smart to incriminate herself, especially on the phone.✴
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Looking down at the red button as she ends the call, Luna's head flies back up at Colson. The Ring of Fire wild in her brilliant blue eyes. Rage flying from every tiny piece of her being.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!?!" She shouts at him, not caring who's around.
"WHY THE FUCK DOES HE HAVE YOUR NUMBER!?!" Colson yells back at her.
No one knows what to do as the couple screams back and forth at the other. Everyone is afraid to move and possibly be caught in their cross hairs. You can't blame them, it's a dangerous place to be.
"Because I fucking KNOW him, Asshole. Like I keep telling you, I know a lot of people. Do you not realize that yet? WHO the fuck do you think you asked to marry you? I've been in THIS Industry for a LONG fucking time, motherfucker. Running my own shit WAAAY before you came along. Do you honestly think that's gonna change because of some fucking ring or a piece of fucking paper!?! If so, you're real fucking stupid and we should probably rethink this." Luna hollers at Colson, flipping her fingers between the two of them. Lowering her voice, she adds. "And I'll tell you another thing... Keep your hands off my fucking stuff. Cuz next time, Imma split your wig wide the fuck open." Luna threatens Colson with the legitimacy of her words.
Colson's explosion is beyond volcanic. It's nuclear. Screaming back at Luna an array of things. From Who the fuck does she think she's talking too, to how He doesn't give a flying fuck who she is, with an He'll touch whatever the fuck he wants and that She'll shut the fuck up about it. Her scoffs make him tell her to Get the fuck out.
Unfazed, Luna snatches up her leather, purse and two beers. Looking around for Tyree and LaMar, she apologizes for her behavior in their home. Before leaving Luna turns to Colson.
"Hey Bunny... " She coos, her blue eyes staring through him; cocking her red painted lips into a taunting smile as he looks up at her. "Go FUCK yourself." She snarls at him with an evil grin before she closes the door behind her.
Luna's beyond livid. Feeling borderline vindictive. Both being a dangerous combination.
"That Motherfucker better get his shit together too." Luna thinks angrily of Colson. "I can't believe his dumbass threw me out." She shakes her head as she walks down the street.
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"Fuck you... You fucking cunt" Colson thinks. Mad at her for not bending to his will. Embarrassed by how they just fought in front of his friends. More importantly, jealous of any dude who Luna comes into contact with.
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✴Being Colson's manager, sister and bestfriend, Ashleigh listens intently to Luna's phone conversation with Eminem. Noticing how she never directly indicates herself or Colson. "Even acting like a dick she still protects him." She thinks, growing more annoyed with Colson as the couple's fight continues.✴
✴Wanting to tell Kells to chill the fuck out, that LunaTic's conversation with Eminem didn't strike him as anything other than platonic and in his opinion, it sounded like she was trying to cover their asses. Slim knows better than to interrupt the battling couple though. Leaving him to watch and wonder how Luna knows Colson's mortal enemy. Being beyond shocked when he throws her out.✴
✴"Ooooh shit, it's on... " Rook lightly chuckles to himself at first, watching Luna punch Kells and take back control of her phone. He adores her and enjoys watching her pop off. "Yo... She's SNAPPING!" He thinks to himself amused. That changes as he watches his friend walk out the door. More than kinda pissed at Kells for how he treated Luna.✴
✴"Damn... Loons just sliced off both of their dicks." Baze thinks in the aftermath. Having witnessed Luna hold her own against two huge male egos. Without flinching once.✴
✴Benny's not surprised by any of it. Not that Luna would know Eminem. Not by Kells snapping. Definitely not by Luna wilden' out. Benny isn't even surprised when Luna threatens Colson. Knowing damn well she's capable of it. Or when Kells throws her out. He's only thankful she left quietly without fucking him up first.✴
✴Haven't had the experience of Luna and Kells fighting before, AJ's completely caught off guard. He's never seen any female, not even Ashleigh or Emma come at Kells the way Luna did. "Yoooo... She really ain't no joke." He thinks to himself."✴
✴LaMar and Tyree look at each other. The first thinking in amusement of how Luna took the time to apologize before splitting. The other wondering what fucking that crazy bitch would be like.✴
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"FUCK YOU!!." Colson screams as the door closes. "Fuck her." He states to the room after Luna's gone. "Gimme a shot." He demands, sitting back down at the table. Grabbing his beer, he scans the room. Calling a pretty brunette over to sit on his lap. Having just watched his violent girlfriend, she shakes her head No. "You can get the FUCK out too then." He tells her bluntly. "Anyone else?" He asks sternly as two eager girls slither over to him.
Shaking her head at him, Ashleigh stands up. "I'm outta here. I'm not watching you fuck this up anymore than you already have." She tells him.
Colson's Fuck You Too follows her as she heads outside and the music turns back up. Ashleigh looks around, not seeing Luna anywhere. Back at the hotel there's no answer when she knocks on Luna and Colson's door either. Leaving Ashleigh more annoyed with Colson and worried for Luna.
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It's not even 1A yet. Having friends in Philly, Luna heads back to the hotel to change. Fuck Colson. She's going OUT.
Burning as she dresses in a braided, long sleeve black shirt, black shorts with fishnets, long socks and fire engine red docs to match her lips. Her golden hair dangles down her back. Knowing Gypsy Wisdom will be playing at Finnegan's Wake, dancing is the second best thing to running right now.
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Neither Colson or Luna come back to their room that night. Both sleeping in opposite places. With different people.
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Luna not only knows the HouseBand but also the bar's owner. She spends the night dancing, singing, doing shots and catching up with old friends. Mentioning to Gypsy Wisdom's lead singer, Courtney, that she's starting a record lable. They both get excited when they play around with the idea of her band signing with LunaTic Records.
The friends sing a bunch of covers with each other. Luna desperately needing to blow off the angry steam from earlier. Staying in the bar well passed closing time, she crashes on Courtney's couch in Manayunk for the night.
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Colson continues to mentally curse Luna out while heading back into a game of dominos. Spades make him think about her. "Fuck spades... And fuck her." He thinks trying to push her out of his mind.
Colson choosing to go through a turnstile of girls for the rest of the night. On his lap, under his arm. Wherever he fucking requests. None feeling right as he pushes through them; one by one, on to the next. Burning through joints, bumping lines while slamming shots and beers. Grabbing any willing ass he wants. His friends sit watching him but say not a thing. Only secretly hoping he doesn't do anything serious to sabotage his relationship with Luna.
They all stay with him at Ree and Mar's. As friends do. Slim passing out on the loveseat to keep an eye on Colson as he sleeps on the couch. A random clothed girl draped over him to Slim's unusual uneasiness... He doesn't even fucking like Luna but this doesn't feel okay. Everyone else is littered on the floor and other rooms of the house with different girls.
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Luna's first to make it back to their room. Realizing so, she's both parts relieved and annoyed. Then the fear of betrayal sets in.
"I will fucking murder him." She thinks to herself as the idea of him sleeping with someone else roars through her mind.
Feeling herself getting angry again, she decides to swim it out. Railing two 30s, Luna pulls on a simple black one piece. Deciding to Snap Colson before she heads to the hotel pool.
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Colson wakes up to an unfamiliar smell. Opening his eyes, he finds a stranger on top of him. Disgusted with himself, he looks for an escape.
"Hi... " She grins at him sleepily.
"Hi. Can you get the fuck off me, please?" He asks bluntly while giving her a light push.
Colson's voice wakes Slim as the girl tumbles to the floor unnoticed. Both friends sit up and look at each other. Colson breaks first when he picks the bottle of Jack up off the floor next to his feet. He takes a long swig.
"Enh... Fuck it, it's my day off... " His mind drifting towards Luna, he grabs his phone. Relieved to find a Snap from her.
His dick instantly gets hard upon seeing Luna's body. Her words pissing him off again. There goes another swig.
"Fucking BITCH... " He thinks swigging the bottle AGAIN for a second time in less than in 2mins.
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Back in their room with Colson still MIA, Luna peels off her wet suit. Throwing on a soft white robe, she climbs on the bed with her coffee, phone and a joint. Seeing that Colson seen her Snap 20mins ago without responding, it hurts her heart in an all too familiar way. Luna's been through this before. Justin used to take off for days on end during his benders. Sometimes checking his phone, most of the time not. Feeling that familiar sting as she hits the joint.
Looking at her legs, there's a bare spot of flesh on her right knee. Just under her unicorn's head with the words Daddy Issues tattooed inside a banner around a heart. Luna takes a picture. Thinking how her birthday is next month, she decides to treat herself to an early gift. Knowing exactly how she's going to spend her day.
Hopping off the bed, she jumps in the shower. Luna tosses on a pair of cutoffs with black Docs and Hulk Hogan Tshirt. Packing up her school bag with long socks, a flannel, art supplies and other odds and ends. Grabbing the fifth of Jameson off the table, she throws in her ear buds. Listening to Lizzo, Luna's Feeling Good as Hell, puffing on her pen as she walks her fine ass out the door.
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Colson can smell Luna lingering in their hotel room when he enters. It's a mixture of coconut oil and weed with a hint of Calvin Klein's Euphoria. His heart aches as his dick throbs. Mind still cursing her. He rails two Adds as the shower warms up. Puffing on a joint, he throws random loose items of theirs in his luggage. Looking at the rumpled bed, he doesn't think Luna slept there last night either.
Leaning against the wall of the shower, Colson spies Luna's bathing suit draped over sliding glass door. He starts playing with himself as his mind floats to the Snap of her in it earlier. He grows harder as he strokes faster. Imagining pulling it off of her and sucking on the piercings of her plump tits. Pulling harder on himself, Colson remembers what it's like to have her thighs wrapped around his face. Bracing himself against the wall with one hand, he swears he can taste her in his mouth as he cums all over himself.
"Fucking bitch... " He thinks, missing her but still angry.
Getting high, throwing on jeans and a black T, Colson Snaps Luna. Then he calls Slim. He needs to get the fuck outta this room.
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Swigging the bottle and puffing on her pen, Luna strolls along. Heading into Eddie's Tattoos off of South St. It's one of the oldest shops in Philadelphia.
Greeted at the counter by a pretty, tattooed girl, Luna asks for Eddie to her nod. Checking out the art on the walls, Luna turns at the sound of her name.
"Luna!!! What brings you in!!" A big bald man bellows.
Luna grins as he engulfs her in a huge bear hug. Explaining she's in town for the day and would like a new piece. A blue Sailor Jerry style crab.
"Ferociously jealous, the female Cancer protects their mate and their home territory with sharp claws - but they've been known to have secret affairs if they're not getting their needs met and enough attention from their number one." Luna thinks of the quote she once read. Choosing her astrological symbol as a daily reminder of this, to herself and others.
Eddie and Luna create the design together. Once he's laid the stencil, she checks it out in the mirror. Delighted with it's design and placement, she jumps back up onto the table.
Sitting still, Luna enjoys the vibration from the gun. There's a warm bliss that washes over her as the needle rapidly pierces her bone. Closing her eyes, she focuses solely on the feeling radiating from her knee cap. Letting all other bullshit wash away for the moment. Loving the pain.
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Colson and Slim hit a bar called The Good Dog. Sharing beers, they talk about the show in DC tomorrow and how the Indians are doing. Slim waits for Colson to mention last night. They're three beers deep and halfway through their hotdogs before he does.
"Say it." He tells Slim with a mouth full of beef.
"You were totally outta pocket last night, Dawg." Slim replies once he swallows. "She said it... She's been around for a long time. It makes sense she would know a lot of different people. Even BitchBoy. FUCK, I'm pretty sure I remember Diddy mentioning he knew her in the meeting with Iovine, Homie... You got any idea how they would know each other?" Slim asks Colson, referring to Luna and Eminem.
"Yeah, he did... And I'm pretty sure it's through an MTV internship she did for school. She was someone important's personal assistant or some shit... " Colson takes another bite.
"You were really harsh, Dude." Slim hesitates before he speaks his next part. "She might be right, Bro. LunaTic's not the type of chick who's gonna do something or change herself just because you say so. Maybe marrying her isn't the right thing." He looks at his bestfriend, waiting for his reaction.
Colson swigs his beer before shaking his head. "No. That's never gonna be an option. I don't even want her to change... I just... I want her to stop being so god damn hot and likable. I'm gonna keep her in a fucking paper bag under my arm." Colson sighs.
"It don't work that way, Dawg. LunaTic would cut through that bag and knife you." Slim laughs imagining a mini Luna trapped.
Colson laughs too. "I need to chill the fuck out, hunh?" He asks Slim.
"Yeah, Bro. For real." Slim nods before guzzling his beer. "Especially if you want her to stick around." He answers in his honest opinion.
Colson and Slim share another round before Baze, Rook and Benny meet up with them. Heading over to Dave and Busters for more booze and video games. Looking at his phone Luna still hasn't checked his Snap.
"Fuck Kells... You better hope she stuck around and didn't head back to NY... " His overactive brain begins to churn out the worst.
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Finishing up at Eddie's with a tip and a warm hug, Luna heads to a favorite bar of hers. Tattooed Mom. It's a SAMILL's homespot.
Greeting and hugging many on her way to grab a drink, Luna can't help but feel the gratitude of being Home. Standing at the bar, she grins as she hears her name in a familiar voice. Turning, she sees Happy.
"Oh, Fuck!!! My Dude!!" Luna squeals, giving him a tight hug. "What are you doing here?"
Happy is a Nomad for the Motorcycle Club Sons of Anarchy, meaning he belongs to no certain charter. He's a floater. Going where needed. Never sticking in one place too long.
"Just a good 'ol protection run. What about you? How's the shoulder?" He asks with a look of concern.
The last time they seen each other, Luna had gotten hit with a bullet through her left shoulder. Happy still thinking she took it better than most grown men. Luna learning early on how to function and deal with Life's bullshit repercussions.
"It moves." She laughs, wiggling both of her shoulders.
Happy can't help but chuckle and offer to buy her a shot and a game as more guys from the Philly chapter roll in. Luna knows three outta five. Happy included. Greeting Bear and Head, she grabs her beer and follows them to the pool table they have occupied. Setting her bag and beer down, she hears her phone go off. It's an old Snap from Colson.
With the 30s and whiskey catching up, Luna's pretty buzzed already. She is not amused by his attitude. At all. Shutting down the app, she tosses her phone in her bag before selecting a pool que.
The group plays doubles with Luna and Happy partnering up. Alcohol streams as they run the table. Luna laughing and catching up with Happy, Bear and Head. Asking about other members of The Club while making new friends and teasing the Probies they have with them. Happy commenting on her latest ink to Luna's glee.
Truth be told... Luna doesn't give A FUCK. She's in her glory. Fuck Colson. She has great music playing, is enjoying her company and she can SMOKE inside. Time flies when a LunaTic is having fun.
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Back on The Bus, it's rounding out 830P. They're supposed to leave at 9P but no one has heard from Luna since she Snapped Colson this morning. Only Ashleigh will show that she's worried, although no one is willing to leave without her and Colson is calling her obsessively.
"Where the fuck could she be... " Colson wonders after he calls her for the fortieth time. "FUCK. I hope she didn't fucking split... " He honestly worries. Always terrified and slightly expecting her to be done with him and disappear back into New York City with no way for him to find her. It's happened before between them.
"Shit!! I have her Google Locate! I don't know why I didn't think about it earlier... " Ashleigh shouts as she starts flipping through her phone. Within seconds she has a location on Luna; she's on South Street.
"WE OUT!!" Colson pops up.
"No. Last time you seen her, you treated her like shit. Benny and I will go." Ashleigh states firmly while standing up.
Benny nods in agreement. "I got this Kells." He reassures him to Colson's irritated okay.
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Luna is fuuuuucked up. Singing and dancing around, using her pool stick as a mic. Taking round after round of shots with The Club.
"EHHHHH!!! ASSSHLEIIIGH!!!" She shouts, swinging her arms and stick wide as she comes into Luna's view. Propping her stick against the table, Luna throws her arms up and dances towards her in excitement.
Tossing her arm over Ashleigh, Luna states. "Guys! This is my G-H Ashleeeigh!! Not my Y one... But I fawcking love her just the same so you mind your fawcking manners when tawlking to my friend. Ya hear." She warns the degenerates she's hanging out with. Her NY accent hitting as thick as she is drunk.
They all say Hello as Bear eyes Ashleigh up and down. Benny ain't about that shit. Keeping Ashleigh close to him, Luna's eyes light up with happiness when she sees him. Spouting out a giddy HI as he tosses her over his shoulder and she giggles out his name. Benny directs Ashleigh to grab Luna's stuff.
"You better put her THE FUCK DOWN. NOW." Happy threatens, pulling out his forty five; he doesn't know the large black man that just threw Luna over his shoulder.
Benny pulls his own glock. He ain't nothing to be fucked with. He don't know these cats Luna's with and he sure as fuck ain't leaving her with them.
"Hey!! Hey!! Hey!!" Ashleigh jumps out in front of Happy and Benny with her hands up. "He's with me. She's in town because of us." Her heart is pounding.
"I wanna fucking hear it from her." Happy states, knowing Jackson will kill him if anything happens to Luna. Spinning in the air, Luna's eyeballs dance onto Happy's face. Focusing, she drunkenly grins at him. She has no idea of the altercation that almost happened. "You safe with this dude, Loons?" Happy pulls her chin up with his free hand. Looking her in the eyes. Benny is listening intently to the strange man interact with Luna. Hearing what he calls her and his question, he slightly relaxes.
"What?? Yeeeaahhh!!" Luna giggles. "Isssa Benz and Ash. I told you... G-H Iss my girl... I belong with them." She continues grinning as she explains.
"Just checking." Happy reassures her as he kisses her cheek. Studying Ashleigh, he lightly pushes on Luna's body, indicating Benny to turn around. "That's My People. I gotta make sure she aight." He states to Benny's nod of understanding and agreement.
Slung over Benny's shoulder, Luna laughs out Love and GoodByes. Waving and smiling as he carries her out. Still laughing, Luna thanks Ashleigh and Benny for literally picking her up as they leave the bar. Informing Ashleigh the G-H stands for Get Higher, which she drunkenly promises to do.
Ashleigh can't help but laugh at Luna. She truly likes her and appreciates the sweetness that is laced inside her independent fierceness. Neither can Benny. He's had a soft spot for her since the night they met and connected over Brooklyn. Figuring out exactly WHO she is along their friendship has only made him respect her more.
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✴"Brooklyn be riding wit the hardest mothafuckas... " Benny thinks to himself walking out. First noticing the cuts before realizing Luna was with The Club and that they're people who actually have a stake in her safety.✴
✴"Good thing Kells didn't fucking come... He has no control." Ashleigh thinks. Continuing to admire that even though this is the most fucked up she's ever witnessed Luna, she nonetheless managed to keep her bearings. Being aware of what was going on and who to trust.✴
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Benny carries Luna to The Bus, setting her down outside the doors. Her eyes are bright and happy as she bounces onto it. Beaming as she greets The Boys, plunking down bedside Rook. She's giggling about her knee when her eyes go dark from Colson's words.
"Is she fucking drunk???" He asks coming out of their back room of The Bus; not too sober himself.
This lights Luna on fire. Standing up, she starts talking with her whole body. Head snaking, hands flying.
"Yeah, she's fawking drunk." Luna states to Colson, talking about herself in the third party. "Ya know why?" She asks before unleashing a hurricane of words. "Because I'm fawking grown, BITCH. I'm so grown I can buwy my own alcohol, own my own fawcking propaties and pay to mutilate my own skin with art because Imma CRAB, MOTHAFUCKAAA!!" She starts pinching her fingers together while lifting her knees high. "Keep fawcking wit me and I'll snip your dick off, Bitch." She's now making scissor motions with her fingers and high knees.
Luna's accent is hitting hard. Trying to contain his laughter, Colson looks at the rest of their group. They have quiet pursed lips. Trying not to laugh also. Crabby Luna is highly entertaining.
Never being in this situation with Luna before. Colson thinks of how he would treat Casie. Sticking his index finger into Luna's claws, he let's her clamp down.
"Oh!!!" He grabs his finger. Throwing himself on The Bus's floor. "You got me!!!!" He wails.
Luna's whole facial expression changes; drunken concern hitting dramatically. "Oh no, Bunny!!" She yells, eyes wide as she drops to her knees and crawls to him. Too drunk to feel her new wound. "Are you okay???" She breathes out with worry.
"GOTCHA!!" He shouts, wrapping his lanky body around her.
Luna squeals while Colson rolls her back and forth sprinkling her with kisses. As they wrestle on the ground, he knows there's no talking to her tonight. He just happy she's headed to DC with him and didn't disappear back into NYC.
"Fuuuuuck... " He thinks with content as her sweet voice giggles in his ear.