I can put up with kisses on the cheek, and being told I'm such a good boy to be helping out my Aunt like this. [He leans against the counter top of the kissing booth] Not like it's actually hurting me, listening to them. Yeah, I'm annoyed to have to be here, but I'm not going to act like an asshole to someone who just wants to have someone to talk to for a few minutes [Because that's all some of those older ladies wanted]
Don't be an ass. [Chris is many things, more of them worse than he'd like to admit, but if he can try to not be an ass, he'd do it] Anyway, you're here at the charity event - you actually donated anything yet?
Then you don't get to complain about the grans wanting to be reminded there's "good kids" out there. [Yeah, he had to roll his eyes at that one. He was early 20s, sure, but he'd passed being a kid a while ago]
Hey you're the one putting words in my mouth. Never complained about that, It's just the kissing which is disgusting. Y'know I might have been one of the "good kids" if society hadn't fucked me over. So excuse me. I might have considering donating, like here, if there had been less conceding.
And how, exactly, did society 'fuck you over'? [Because Chris has seen things that you wouldn't even believe and he's still relatively functioning] I'd apologise but neurotic, sarcastic and condescending are apparently all part of my natural state of being. Big brother's the good without even trying type.
It's a long story bud and if I'll tell you it all there'll be a long cue of girls wanting to kiss you, pretty boy. Basically I grew up in a place that didn't care that I suffered. They saw the hell I lived in but didn't care. "It would cost too much", "Children needs their parents". Yeah even if your mum is high all the time and you dad turns up bloody every week. [There's a lot of anger and bitterness in his voice as he speaks]
Two of my four brothers are dead. One from an overdose at 13. Guess who found him? So you should count yourself lucky.
[Now, if it were a game of who had it worse, Chris could easily bring up the memories of a life that didn't really belong to him, but that he could remember in vivid detail. Seeing all his family slaughtered in front of him and his Father being the most uncaring bastard that ever walked. His Golden Child of a brother becoming more evil that the damn Source of All Evil and destroying what he wanted with a flick of his hand... But they're not playing that game, so instead Chris tilts his head]
So society fucked you up. You gonna let it fuck other kids up as part of a revenge plot?
Sounded a bit like it. [And he's so causal when he says it, looking at his watch. Not long left for his 'shift' here, then he's got his actual work to do] Society fucked you over, so you have no debts or reason to care about it. Was.. that not the message you wanted to get across?
Oh. But you... haven't donated to a charity that's main intent is to get kids out of situations like the one you described? [Chris gives a look of very innocent confusion] Do you need proof of where the money goes? I've got some independent research if that'll help?
[Chris very slowly, and deliberately, puts the $20 into the donation box, marking down the amount in a notebook for the account people to tally up at the end of the day.] Hm? [That tone... it's a very deliberate innocence] Oh. Well, since you donated at this table, you're supposed to receive a kiss in return, or give one. But since I've been being kind to old ladies all day, I doubt either would interest you. [With some "thought"] There's cupcakes two booths over, tell them I sent you after you donated, and they'll be happy to let you take something.
Yeah like I'd wanna kiss you, pretty boy. [Snorts.That's a lie. But he's just way too proud and stubborn.] I might get granny cooties. Nah, I'll just stick to lotteries and things which requires skill.
[His eyebrow raises a little, and he won't make comments on the continued use of 'pretty boy', but he acts the helpful little charity worker. It's fun seeing how people react] Lotteries take skill now? Well, all the 'grannies' have found the lottery set up inside to have a great range of prizes, but we do have some games that take 'skill'. This is the family orientated event, after all.
Perhaps my phrasing was off, I meant lotteries AND things that require skill, pretty boy. Like shooting. Bet that's something you couldn't do. After all, you work in the kissing booth.
We did clarify earlier on that I have a manipulative Aunt who was in charge of trying to make this event as appealing as possible. Simple mathematics, you should be able to work it out. [He rolls his eyes a little] The shooting games? Oh, they're popular with little kids, and teenagers trying to impress their dates. Down there, turn left when you see the book stall.
Yeah. It's not going to work. I've been insulted by... well, it's not going to work, we'll leave it there. [Chris shrugs] Here?Not much. Family orientated, remember? Best bet is looking through the book or retro gaming booths, see if there's anything there worth picking up. The most 'risque' they got was this kissing booth, and like I said, it's been mostly old ladies wanting a bit of attention. [Another roll of his eyes because seriously? A kissing booth? Aunt Phoebe was really pushing it there for family orientated. He suspected it might have been Uncle Coop's idea] There's stuff on at P3 tonight for adults, pay at the door. You'll be carded but that's policy.
Should let you know that now isn't the time to be telling me you want the money back. 'Cause that's pretty damn sick, and it's been logged. [Chris shrug. He sounds bored when he speaks because honestly? He is. Long 'shift', and he's working at P3 that night. Fortunately, just on the bar. He'd never been so thankful for his Mom still being protective over 'her babies' and refusing to let Phoebe sign him and Wyatt up for the bachelor auction] You can still claim the kiss, if you want.
Eh, keep it. Might do some kid good somewhere down the line. [He shrugs. Then he hesitates, feeling conflicted and uncertain. Surly the other guy couldn't be serious after the shit they have thrown at each other.] Careful, if the grannies sees you kiss a boy they may not see you as a "good boy" any longer.
[Although he remains in place, close enough for getting a kiss if so would be the case. Not making any moves towards it tho.]
That's the hope. Wasn't actually kidding about that research - this is one of the few charities that the money goes to where it's needed. [He would laugh at the comment, but instead he gives a smirk, leaning on the table with a mischievous look in his eye] Now, did I actually say I was a 'good boy'?
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Two of my four brothers are dead. One from an overdose at 13. Guess who found him? So you should count yourself lucky.
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So society fucked you up. You gonna let it fuck other kids up as part of a revenge plot?
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That's a lie. But he's just way too proud and stubborn.] I might get granny cooties. Nah, I'll just stick to lotteries and things which requires skill.no subject
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[He rolls his eyes] Fine then, indulge me; what would be more fitting for a 20 something male?
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[Although he remains in place, close enough for getting a kiss if so would be the case. Not making any moves towards it tho.]
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