[ WP ] `` Your card has been rejected . ''

`` Your card has been rejected.'' 
 
 `` *What? *'' 
 
 The cashier blinked. `` Did you not hear me or...?'' 
 
 `` I *heard* you, I just do n't understand how this is happening. I *just* made a deposit.'' He argued, as if she could control what the register said. 
 
 `` You're free to try again, sir.'' The girl, not much older than twenty, probably, told him. `` We just got a new system installed, so all the bugs have n't been worked out, yet.'' 
 
 Just then his brother decided to walk up, dumping a Twix and two Ring Pops in with his transaction. 
 
 Jimmy glared. `` Do you *mind*?'' 
 
 Gabriel smiled sweetly, in a way that should not suit a man his age. `` Not at all.'' 
 
 Jimmy rolled his eyes, deciding to ignore him and slide his card again. 
 
 `` Rejected again, sir.'' The cashier gave him a sympathetic look. `` I'm sorry.'' 
 
 `` What the Hell? I swear to God, Gabe, I just made a deposit.'' 
 
 Gabriel frowned. `` You think this has something to do with Quinn? He's still pretty pissed about you moving out. Plus, he probably knows all your info, what with how close you guys used to be.'' 
 
 Jimmy glared at him halfheartedly, then sighed in defeat. `` I'm gon na have to call him are n't I?'' 
 
 ``'fraid so.'' 
 
 Jimmy looked at the cashier apologetically. `` Could you just hold that for me until I get back. 
 
 She nodded. `` No problem.'' 
 
 Jimmy walked outside the store, Gabriel following close behind. He dialed the number into his phone ( he'd deleted it from his contacts, but he still knew it by heart, Goddamn it ), hesitating before hitting the call button. 
 
 *'' Hello? `` * 
 
 `` Quinn, it's Jimmy.'' 
 
 *'' And to what do I owe the pleasure? `` * 
 
 `` Listen.'' Jimmy pinched the bridge of his nose. `` I'm gon na get down to the brass tacks here. Did you take money out of my checking account?'' 
 
 Silence. 
 
 *'' Maybe? `` * 
 
 Jimmy growled. `` It's a yes or no question, Quinn!'' 
 
 *'' Yes, yes! Alright? When you moved out - giving me almost* zero *notice, by the way - you said you'd pay me four months rent. Well, Jimmy? It's been almost two months now and I have n't gotten* shit *from you. `` * 
 
 `` So... you just *take* it?'' 
 
 *'' What else was I supposed to do? `` * 
 
 `` How about asking me, you psycho! I should sue you. Do you know what it'll take to get that money back, you - `` 
 
 Jimmy stopped. 
 
 `` He hung up on me...'' 
 
 Gabriel patted his shoulder. `` Let's go back in. I'll pay for your stuff.'' 
 
 `` You brought your own money, but you were gon na make me pay for your candy?'' 
 
 `` Hey, I'm letting you stay at my place rent free. The least you could do is buy your big brother some candy.'' He retorted. 
 
 They headed back in, Gabriel forking over two twenties for their goods. Before they'd even made it back to the car he'd already eaten half his Twix and was wearing a green Ring Pop. 
 
 `` Hey, Gabe?'' 
 
 `` Hm?'' 
 
 `` Uh... thanks, y'know? For putting up with me.'' 
 
 `` No problem.'' Gabriel unlocked the passenger side door for him, before unlocking his own. Jimmy grimaced when he noticed it was covered in chocolate now. `` I'm just building up your debt to me. Y'know, in case I ever become a vegetable I'll have you to be my slave and wipe my ass.'' 
 
 Jimmy snorted. `` I take it back. You're the *worst*.'' 
 
 `` Mm.'' Gabe hummed around a mouthful of green apple flavored Ring Pop. `` Love you too, little bro.''
