Yet Again

Chapter One

Danny stood in front of the bar smoking a cheap menthol cigarette. It was a nervous thing really, something to keep his hands from fidgeting and to stop his breathe becoming uneven. At 25, it wasn't the best habit to have. But at times like this, just after a show, waiting for someone he wasn't even sure was going to come, bad habits seem to rise.

Roy.

Fucking.

Haylock.

The one person on Earth that Danny would physically drop everything for. All it took was one phone call and Danny'd come running, no matter what, no matter where. A little bit like ain't no mountain high enough, but without mountains. And Danny was the one that was high.

So now, here he stood, waiting for an Uber, to go to Roy's appointment, and see what the fuck was wrong this time.

He thinks back to the first time this happened...