"Come on." He ain't one for wastin' a whole lot of time. "Let me show you around the place." When he stands he reaches for her hand: he can give her a personal guided tour. Living room, kitchen, the balcony outside, the tiny extra room he laughingly calls his office, the bedroom.
In that order, too.
Yeah, he kinda likes her hand in his and no, he ain't gettin' sentimental over it or nothin': he knows exactly why she's here and it ain't 'cause she's in love or any of that shit. Fuck no, she's here for a free ride through his world on his dime, and that's okay. They're both all grown up and they both know exactly what the deal is.
Except the truth is nothin' happens for free. In this case, it's pay up front.
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Date: 2008-10-24 04:37 am (UTC)In that order, too.
Yeah, he kinda likes her hand in his and no, he ain't gettin' sentimental over it or nothin': he knows exactly why she's here and it ain't 'cause she's in love or any of that shit. Fuck no, she's here for a free ride through his world on his dime, and that's okay. They're both all grown up and they both know exactly what the deal is.
Except the truth is nothin' happens for free. In this case, it's pay up front.