Jamming Good with Weird and Gilly

Some on the dresser. Mick nodded and stood up trying to act normal in front of the lads when all he could focus on right now was Ziggy. Just the way the singer was looking at him---it gave him feels inside. Weird and Gilly were now moving towards the dresser to take their cut of the coke while Mick turned to stare at Ziggy once more, offering the red head a sheepish smile.

"Ronno? Here's your cut."

Weird's voice now pulling Mick back to the dresser where three lines were drawn out. Gilly inhaling his first, then Weird and finally Mick. Fuck, why did time seem to stand still when he was thinking about Ziggy? Get a grip Ronno! The coke beginning to take effect as Gilly giggled and went to pour himself out a drink. Weird slumped into a chair and began reading the paper. Mick, well, he just sat back next to Ziggy feeling slightly euphoric due to the coke but still all over the place.

"Are you going to do some lines, mate?"