violet and clo's first convo

I was skeptical of her at first, being that she's one of Izaak's friends.  He's such a rigid tight-ass, so I just assumed she'd be a similar preppy-type.  That's why I didn't bother making small talk with her as we walked down the sidewalk, instead digging my phone out to check my messages.  I'd been ignoring them lately, which I remembered why when I saw they were all from bill collectors.  Ugh.  That would bring down my high.

When we rounded the corner, Clo caught up to me and cleared her throat.  "Can I have a cigarette?"

Glancing in her direction, I snickered a bit.  "Sergeant Douche has you on a smoking ban, huh?  Is he gonna beat your ass for this?"

"Not if he doesn't find out," she retorted quickly, evil grin spreading on her lips.

Stopping in front of the bodega, I took the pack of Camels from my handbag, flipping a cancer stick out for her.  Her cherry red lips formed a perfect O, and she popped the cigarette inside, glancing up at me to light it for her.  The flame flickered on, dancing in the wind until she leaned forward, inhaling.  

I puffed on my own cigarette, thinking about how I'd probably not have any bill collectors on my back if Gabe was working with me again.  But you only live once and I didn't want to waste my time worrying about money.  “That’s one reason I haven’t gotten a Dom yet… I’m not ready to quit any of my shit.”  

Clo chuckled.  “I don't blame you.  Izaak's been on my ass lately for everything."  She shook her head, taking a long drag off her cigarette, then flicking the ashes away.  "I've missed this taste."

"How long ago did you quit?"

"Like a week and a half.  And I'm ready to kill everyone."

"I know that feeling," I muttered, now finished and throwing my cigarette butt to the ground, stubbing it out.  "How about you give me that $20 and I'll get our drinks."

Her eyebrows raised.  "You're not really planning on buying it, are you?"  When I didn't answer, just stared at her, she continued.  "At least let me distract the cashier for you.  The last thing I need is Izaak ripping me a new one for not preventing you getting arrested."

My initial response was a laugh.  "Ha!  I think you just want in on the adrenaline."

Her milky cheeks suddenly turned crimson, as if I'd just caught her in jerking off.  "And what if I do?"

I shrugged.  "Then I guess we can arrange that."  At that point I started feeling the walls break down.  My gut liked her, though I wasn't sure why.  She seemed like my kind of people.