“Come on, Stigs.”
Stiggy stared at him, glassy eyed, but let Colin pull him to his feet and towards the stage where the band were playing. A few punks were already gyrating before the stage, and Colin dragged Stiggy into their midst before letting go and starting to flail his arms around. Stiggy caught the back of Colin’s hand across his face when he didn’t move out of the way in time, and shoulder-barged Colin in retaliation. He kicked out his feet and began to leap around, jostling anyone who got too near.
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