Mandy
Mickey walks through the mall, he just got off of work and was thinking of going get a drink and maybe something to eat from the food court. He was about to get in line for the shitty pizza place that had slices as big as his face when he heard someone say his name "Mickey?". He looked back to see Mandy. "Holy shit Mickey! Hi." Mandy said walking closer to Mickey "Hi, Mandy." Mickey says awkwardly. " Shit, I thought you were in rehab." Mandy says. "I was only in for 30 days- wait how did you know that?" Mickey asked. "Well after you- you know- I went over to the Gallagher's and got into a fight with Lip about you and Fiona told me you were in rehab." Mandy asked. "Why were you fighting with Lip- over me?" Mickey asked. "We didn't like how the Gallagher's handled you- you know." Mandy said. "Why? They helped me, Mandy. Why would you 'not like' how they handled it?" Mickey asked. "I don't know, Mick. But we worked it out and we think they were right to send you to rehab. You should come over to the house, we all miss you." Mandy said. "Miss- miss me?" Mickey asked. That was something Mickey never thought he'd hear. They missed him. "I don't know. Fiona doesn't really want me too- talk to you. Just intil she can trust me not to- can we not have this conversation in a mall food court." Mickey said. "Sure. I'll walk you to the Gallagher's." Mandy said. "Yeah, just let me get something to eat and one of those big pretzels for Carl, then we can go." Mickey says.
Mickey got his pizza that was as big as his head and Carl's pretzels then they were off. "Why does Fiona not want you to see us?" Mandy asked. "It's just till she can trust I won't relapse because Iggy and Colin still always have something in the house and I don't wanna go through that again and they don't want me too either." Mickey said. "Well, what if I told you that Iggy was getting sober because of you." Mandy said. "What?" Mickey asked, he was shocked. "Yeah, when I told him you went to rehab I guess he got inspired. Decided to stop the next day. Colin's still selling but you win some, you lose some." Mandy says "That's great- wow!" Mickey said. "Yeah, yeah." Mandy said "Why were you at the mall?" Mandy asked. "I was shopping." Mickey said "Really?" "Nope, I work there." Mickey said. "What store?" Mandy asked. "Claire's." Mandy looks at Mickey with that 'what the fuck' face "Im fucking with you." Mickey says "So whish store?" "Like fuck im telling you."
As soon as Mickey got in the door Ian and Carl were right there next to him "Mickey!" "Mickey, did you get my pretzel?". "Can I get two steps in the house before you start humping my legs like dogs?" Mickey asked. "Sorry" Ian says. "Pretzel." Carl said sticking his hand out. Mickey took a bite out of the pretzel then puts it in Carls hand "Brat." Mickey says as Carl walks away. "How was your day" Ian asked as he followed Mickey upstairs. "Okay." Mickey replies. "Did something happen?" Ian ask. "No." Mickey said "Your clenching your fists." Ian point's out. "Why do you always notice this shit?" Mickey asked as they entered his room. "Because I do. So what happened?" Ian asked. "I saw Mandy." Mickey said. "Really? What did she say?" Ian asked "She said a lot of stuff." Mickey replied, "Like what?" Ian asked. "She said Iggy was getting sober. And that she wasn't okay with me going to rehab- which I didn't even know she knew I was in rehab but she worked it out and now she okay with it-" "Why wasn't she okay with it in the first place?" Ian asked "I don't know! I think it's the stupid Milkovich pride. No one can ever need help and if they do then their like- the Milkovich equivalent to the Devil-" "So God?" Ian asked. "Yes." Mickey said. "Wait so Iggy's getting sober?" Ian asked "Yeah. Mandy said I inspired him." Mickey said "That's good news!" Ian said. "Yeah. She also wants me to go over and see them-" "Fiona's not gonna like that." Ian said "I know but they're my family-" "But they weren't there when you needed support." Ian said. "Well I was in rehab so there was-" "After rehab, Mick." Ian point out. "She said they didn't know I even got out." Mickey said. "But they also enabled your problem." Ian said. "Right- but they're getting better." Mickey said "Did she say anything about that?" Ian asked "No." Mickey responds. "Do you think they feel bad about it? For not trying to help you I mean." Ian asked "I don't know." Mickey said. "Do you wanna see them?" Ian asked "Mhm." Mickey hums. "Then you should." Ian said "Then what were all those questions about?" Mickey asked. "You need to let stuff out sometimes, Mick." Ian said. "You should talk to Fiona about it. They might have to come here though." Ian says. "Yeah, yeah. Talk to Fiona." Mickey said.