"Why wouldn't I?" John scoffs. Just because he's presenting like he doesn't even have £1 in his pocket doesn't mean he hasn't found his own ways to get access to movies and entertain himself.
"Star Wars? Like it beeped at you? They still around?" How fucking weird? But also kind of cool. He wouldn't mind meeting a droid. Some kind of human-looking robot thing.
"I mean that's the last resort you know." He's circling back to Goodfellas, having trouble keeping one distinct line of conversation going. "If the band doesn't work out. I'll join the Whitney gang and run some smack for them while I'm still under 18. Get some money and get out after a few years. My mate's doing it, they pay you a big cut. Look after you." John swallows and scratches the edge of his nail idly. It's clearly not a career path he's given a lot of thought to but you know, it's good to have a backup in case the pipe dream of a global punk rock phenomenon doesn't work out.
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"Star Wars? Like it beeped at you? They still around?" How fucking weird? But also kind of cool. He wouldn't mind meeting a droid. Some kind of human-looking robot thing.
"I mean that's the last resort you know." He's circling back to Goodfellas, having trouble keeping one distinct line of conversation going. "If the band doesn't work out. I'll join the Whitney gang and run some smack for them while I'm still under 18. Get some money and get out after a few years. My mate's doing it, they pay you a big cut. Look after you." John swallows and scratches the edge of his nail idly. It's clearly not a career path he's given a lot of thought to but you know, it's good to have a backup in case the pipe dream of a global punk rock phenomenon doesn't work out.