He sniveled, snot dribbling over his poor, beautiful, broken down convertible as he clutched its torn up steering wheel, fingers fumbling over a half full bottle of beer. A light sob escaped his mouth every few breaths and a voice gently called out to him, "Rock. Hey."
A hand rested on his shoulder and pat.
"Rock, it's okay..." Kenichi tried to remain concerned for his...friend, but could hear the exhaustion beginning to coat his voice. He cared. He really did. His sincerity, however, had been tried far too many times to last longer than a few minutes anymore. And it was wearing out fast.
Nudge, nudge.
"Rock..."
Rock sniffed at the stuffy air, despite sitting in a roofless car. The air was still cloudy from the fallout, but that was no obstacle for his abused lungs, "Huh...? Keni...chi."
"Yeah."
"Kenichi..." He drifted back into sobbing, only this time falling on his friend and crying into Kenichi's shoulder.
Gross... "Rock, please, snap out of it."
"I'm dead, Kenichi. Bury me in shrapnel." Rock drooled into Kenichi's stained shirt, adding another spot to the mix. The faded white was slowly turning into a warm shade of brown that complimented his eyes...
"You're not dead, yet- EW." Kenichi jerked back, shoving Rock away to look down at his wet arm in disgust.
"Hehe." A smug grin crept over Rock's face, his cheeks burning as he took a sip of his drink, "That's good~"
Kenichi stayed silent, giving Rock a tired look he hoped would convey his fully done-ness. He moved back, shuffling out of the car when Rock made a frantic lunge towards him, grabbing his arm.
"Is she okay?!"
"Is who okay...?"
"Co... Co..."
Kenichi immediately understood, "Cocoa?" Rock nodded, "Yeah, she's fine, I think." A smile spread across Kenichi's features, relieved that Rock was beginning to sober up.
"Oh... Oh, Cocoa..." Rock patted his car's debris cluttered dashboard, resting his cheek on the steering wheel as his eyes glimmered over the dirt and shattered glass covering the once fine interior of his fine automobile.
"Rock...?"
"I missed you~ Let me take you for a spin, baby." Rock took another quick swig from his bottle of liquor (which Kenichi was starting to believe wasn't beer), now nearly empty, "For being away so long, I'll make it up to you~" He reached for the key still in the ignition switch.
Kenichi quickly slipped out of car as Rock turned the key. He wasn't expecting the engine to start, but regardless of whether the vehicle was working or not, being alone in one with Rock was usually never a good time. The thought was enough to send Kenichi hopping over the side door and tumbling ass-first into the ground. Suave.
A loud POP! sounded from under the car's front hood, followed by a deafening silence before smoke seeped through its sides in a pathetic breach to spiral upwards. Kenichi glanced over at Rock; his blue eyes were frozen, sparkling in a mix of shock and...sadness. Oh no.
A sob escaped Rock's lips and he drooped over the wheel once more, crying into the grime. Kenichi let out a sigh, allowing himself an eye roll.
Rock shook and groaned, "Ohh, Cocoa..."