|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Oct 06, 2010 7:58 pm
"Honestly you lie to much Performance anxiety?" Vlad smirked and shook his head dismissing the thought. He wanted to play like a child, then he would play right back. "Alright, But im setting up my camera's you wont be able to see them. Speaking of, your boytoy.. where is he now?" Vlad asked idly.
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Oct 06, 2010 8:26 pm
Keith rolled his eyes at that comment. He just didn't want Vlad in the room with them, was it that hard to understand or did he needed to say it out loud? He took out the cigarette that was now done and threw the butt into the garbage bin that was behind the counter, not focusing on only one cig at a time. "Conor? The ******** I know. He's outside. Doesn't like to come here since you tried to kill him." Who would? Well, other than Dante, that is. Conor was still very pissed at that, and Keith even more. That's why they wanted too... yeah. Soon. Keith was just more better at dealing with people than Conor when it came to things like that.
|
 |
 |
|
|
Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Oct 06, 2010 8:43 pm
"He hit a nerve what can i say. But if it means anything..." Vlad said before he paused. "I'm sorry i hurt your boy." Vlad said, unlike Keith's Vlad was sincere.. at least it sounded sincere as ********. Then again Vlad was that good at lying. He wasnt sorry, they boy deserved it and he was letting this s**t with them being humiliated fly for now. Only because of all the tits and a** that kept walking into his store. Honestly they werent worth his time to get angry over.
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Oct 06, 2010 8:51 pm
Keith jumped down the counter and walked back toward the door."Good, you're sorry you hit my boy, I'm sorry I stood up your's. All is fair." He said, still not sounding very serious. When was he, anyway. "Well, I'll see you in two days, then. I just hope that goddamn rain stops by then.... I hate to be wet" On that, he exited the store and walked back toward the inn with Conor next to him. Only when they were alfway did he realised that he had forgot the main reason why he had went to the store, that is, to by cigarette. Oh well, he was going to be back there tomorrow.
//Exit Keith//
|
 |
 |
|
|
Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
|
Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 2:19 pm
 Sure, they had a plan, sure they ******** wanted to do it, but ********. With everything that had happen, Keith wasn't really 'In the mood' anymore! Getting arrested -twice-, those ******** at the club, Blair, and all that ******** s**t. They had been superpose to get here almost a season ago and everything had been delayed! Oh well, he would still do it, for Conor.
He walked into the store, cigarette in month, this time followed by Conor. This was the first time his friend walked in the store since the first day they had moved here. Keith couldn't really blame his friend, he would have done the same if it wasn't the cigarette. "'Sup? I've come to deal business, if you know what I mean. Also... I think it isn't fair you keep a copy while we don't. I wanna see it later, ********. So, we brought our own camera, 'tsokay with you?" He asked, leaning agaist a wall and pointing a the camera Conor was holding. Well, it wasn't 'their' technically, Conor had stolen it from a room the previous day, but who cared about technicality?
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 2:57 pm
 Conor grinned and held up the camcorder when it was mentioned, still shut off and in pretty good condition for two teenage boys to own. For being in the same store that humiliated him almost two seasons, he seemed pretty peppy – hell, he was bouncing on his heels and rolling the camcorder in his hands excitedly. ..Well, when he decided he needed to come and see this, it didn't change that he didn't want to ******** go. He didn't like these two and he, like most, didn't like being in a bad mood. So, after talking it over with Keith, rather demanding he be allowed some, he had some speed in his system just before arriving. Which made everything so much better! He was talking nonstop, snickering, speeding up, slowing down, he even started to run circles around Keith because he felt like it! It may not have been the best idea to let him hold the device, but, well, he wanted to hold something.
“Hey, ********, ********, whatever the ******** you wanna be called, I'm cool with it – so long as it isn't something gay like ******** 'honey' or 'sweetie', sure you two prefer that s**t, but don't run with me, 'kay? 'Kay. Yeah, so, dude, these floors ******** suck.. Did I tell you that? Pretty sure I did, whatever – I didn't tell you the awesome ********, just awesome s**t I did earlier, yeah? It was all.. dude, ********, I had a broom and I'm the most badass ******** with a broom ever, you need to see it – so, yeah, it was my shift, the hall was dusty, and there was this ******** on the otherside and I was ********, 'No, b***h, this is MY ******** floor!' And she just ******** looked at me like a dumb whore – we need to ******** her later, she has this ******** tight a**, I can tell – anyway, so I ******** swept the floor before she even had a chance!” He laughed victoriously and looked at Keith with all the seriousness he could muster. “Sweeping is a ******** art, man. You wouldn't believe it.” It took him hours of boredom to figure out how to do it right! He had never had to do much of a chore before, either ditching it or just not being asked, but now that he had done it.. He was learning something new! Which made him proud since, well, Conor wasn't the easiest sort to teach. Almost like a new experience for him.
|
 |
 |
|
|
High-functioning Marshmallow
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Oct 24, 2010 8:25 am
"Wow.. okay. Sure he's upstairs. Everythings all set up. Have fun." Vlad said as he watched Connor run around like a kid on crack. Too fast for him, he shook his head and raised an eyebrow. "If you dont like my floors then next time you can come in and ill pay you for sweeping them.. since its such an art." Vlad rolled his eyes. He pointed towards the back of the store. "Straight back, up the stairs and to its the first door on your right. And no he doesnt like any clingy s**t like that and neither do i. So no 'honey' or 'sweetie' or whatever that gay s**t is. And he wont cuddle either." Vlad added, it was true. Sex was raw animalistic love between him and Dante. That was it.
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Oct 25, 2010 10:43 am
Keith chuckled nervously at Conor before making a mental facepalm. He didn't even knew how to react to that. Usually, he would have been high with him and both would be... well, doing what he was doing. Being sober, on the other way made it look in a totally different perspective. And it was kinda hot. Kinda. "Don't mind him" He told the store owner. It was evident enough that his friend was on something, there was no need to explain it, as he made his way to the second floor.
//Exit Keith and Conor, Serend, make the first post in the room//
|
 |
 |
|
|
Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 2:21 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 5:42 pm
"Hello good day. Do you need help with anything?" Dante said gently as he spotted the boy. The gentler of the two twins, Dante approached the male and smiled. He was.. hot, interesting looking. Hopefully he was legal... Not that Dante would ever have the guts to ask someone out.. but still!
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 6:07 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 6:52 pm
"Yeah thats not a problem. What kind of alcohol and cigarettes?" Dante blushed when he was touched on the shoulder but shook his head and thought better of his question. Let the male choose. "Here ill show you what we have in stock." Dante said as he slipped from the males grasp and headed to the back where the Alcohol was. "We have local and imported stuff. Anything ranging from whiskey to beer to wine. Just depends on what you want." Dante smiled gently as he showed off the stores supply which was pretty well stocked.
"As for cigarettes it depends on what brand you want. Imports or American? Either way you should have more than enough with the money you have." Dante said before he frowned lightly and added. "Well no i cant say that. That depends on how much Alcohol you want." Dante smiled and blushed again.
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 7:01 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 7:12 pm
Dante smiled and nodded. "Try this then. It will fit in your budget and its good. Its gotten me and Vlad pretty drunk before." Dante blushed as he handed over the bottle of alcohol. "Ill meet you at the cash register and get you those Marlboro's." Dante smiled before he left Raiden and headed over to where Vlad should be, but wasnt this morning.
He grabbed the special blend 100s and put them on the counter before he rang everything up. It left the boy with not much left over but 9 bucks wasnt bad. Least it wasnt all the money. "Cash i assume? Oh im Dante by the way. In case you ever need anything special ordered we can do that as long as you call a few days ahead. Here have a card." Dante said as he handed Raiden one of the stores card with the address, name of the two owners and the number to the store.
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 7:24 pm
|
|
|
|
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|