C91 A car, a knife, and a hair

Date = 8 August

Place = San Francisco (Black Pit)

POV - Enrique

“I need some food,” Jackson mutters like he’s issuing a court order, not stating a basic human need. His voice is low, sharp, and tinged with that ever-present irritation that makes you want to punch him or feed him. Probably both.

“Thank heaven,” Miguel exhales dramatically two steps behind us