cody

the city on the bridge was fine, the night sky, the illuminated city buildings and car passing, the movie theater just around the block, other people taking walks, the wind blowing through his hair. he loved nights like these.

to say cody drank a lot was an understatement. he drank a lot more than he should've, but at least this time, he didn't end up in the fucking hospital. he had you to babysit him, and that was a relief. he never liked drinking alone late at night on the streets.

cody stumbled slightly, as you two were on a secluded bridge near the movies, the tunnel vision making him feel dizzy, a feeling he loved. his eyes were slightly crossed, and it was hilarious. he was more bubbly and outgoing when he was drunk, and he'd keep doing it. it was the only way he actually found friends.

he changed the song to 'thepleasureisallmine' by xavier wulf and bones as he put his phone in his pocket, the speaker blasting late at night, likely awakening neighborhood residents.

"mmm, wan' s-some?" cody asked you, taking off the cap of the smirnoff bottle and threw his head back, chugging two shots of alcohol, the saliva pooling in his mouth as he felt the delicious burn. it tasted like water - he should've stop, but he didn't want to.

cody couldn't give anyone a definitive answer on why he drank. he had far too many problems nobody would be interested in hearing - so he drank, smoked weed, his cigarettes, his vape, substances. it was his favourite things.

he wasn't too keen on suicide, taking his life, but he'd rather do it slowly, have his body deteriorate on him. yet here you were, concerned as fuck for him, chasing him everywhere when he's blacked out, and it was funny.

he could've caught feelings for you at this moment, but he didn't. all he felt was the vodka kicking in, twirling two joints around his finger as he leaned in, the confidence of the liquor it gave him, guiding your hand to his crotch as he lifted his jeans slightly and slid your hand down his panties, the wetness pooling in between his thighs, his cunt.

he was always open being transgender, a tranny with a cunt. it didnt bother him, not at all.

cody always found you attractive, that's for sure. his little boyfriend and your little boyfriend didn't matter in this moment. "mmm, look how wet i am for you," he murmured, guiding your fingers to his clit, while he lit the joint and brought it to your lips.