#5

 Patrick’s laugh was thick and smoky. He looked up at the duo with bloodshot green eyes. “So are you his mother or his girlfriend?”
 Lux ignored the furious blush that crept across her face. “I’m not either,” she sputtered. “I’m the reason he isn’t in jail.” She crossed her arms over her chest. “You owe me, Freds,” said Lux, glancing back at her old foster brother. “You got me relocated. You got me stuck in community service. You want to throw it all away?”
 Freddie’s smile slipped off of his face. “Point made, Lux.”
 “So, if you’re the reason he’s not in jail, why is he here?” Patrick asked, taking a deep breath to carry the smoke down into his lungs. A slight cough shook his body.
 “Possession charges for both of us,” Lux replied. “What about you?”
 “This time?” he leaned his head against the wall as he thought. “Public indecency,” he grinned.