blood runs blue

@isaiahcallaghan

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She rolled her eyes in return, moving away to open the drapes and get him a glass of water, although to be honest she couldn’t decide whether it’d be more useful to let him drink it or dump it over his head to help with the smell. It’s 3 in the afternoon.

isaiahcallaghan

Three in the afternoon when? I can’t really gauge how bad this is until you tell me the when part.

Like I’d give you that satisfaction. She deposited her purse on the counter and kicked off her shoes, leaning over him to slide her hands under him and roll him back over onto his back. Sliding her hands under his arms and up toward his shoulders, Mya did her best to hoist him up into a sitting position. You smell like a bar, and not the expensive kind.

isaiahcallaghan

He allowed her to roll him back over, but sat himself up and ignored her assistance. He groaned, grumbling “all bars are expensive” into his hands as he rubbed his face. What time is it? ..A date might help too.

She nudged his rib cage with the pointed toe of her stilleto, gentle - most unlike the manner in which they usually interacted. But usually, she wasn’t sent by his father to hunt him down after a missed meeting, and she certainly didn’t find him passed out on his living room floor. It’d be great if you could show me some kind of sign of life, Callaghan. I’m like this close to calling 911.

isaiahcallaghan

A grumble was the only response as he rolled over at the slight kick to his side, onto his stomach rather than onto his neck. Signs of life shown. But if you call, only female EMTs please. Let them fix the poor drunk guy passed out on his floor.

You didn’t have a choice. I did.

isaiahcallaghan

I technically have a choice.

Well dealing with your dad is a whole other skill set. I deserve an award for that. Or a Nobel prize.

isaiahcallaghan

I know, I’ve dealt with him my whole life.

That’s why I’m a fantastic secretary.

isaiahcallaghan

I never questioned those skills, even if all it involves is answering phones and dealing with my dad.

She smirked, bagging the gel and the comb she had brought with her. When you put it that way, that just makes it more tempting for me to leave right now.

isaiahcallaghan

You’re a cruel, cruel person.

Stop obsessing over one out of every fifty words that I say.

isaiahcallaghan

Fine, fine. A laugh is offered, hands outstretched in surrender. Save my dignity from having to come home and face my father like this.

This isn’t the 1980s or a television show. Besides, it’s Halloween, most public places will be packed tonight so I think I’ll stay in bed. I don’t think you’re invited there.

isaiahcallaghan

You don’t think?

I have that for lunch every day, and I can laugh at how stupid you look any day of the week.

isaiahcallaghan

I can also offer bowling or roller skating. Please?

One day, that offer will no longer work on me. That day is today.

isaiahcallaghan

Come on, greasy diner food and you get to laugh at how stupid I look.

I meant if, not when.

isaiahcallaghan

You said when. When is now. C’mon, I’ll buy you dinner.

That would be the one word that you focus on.

isaiahcallaghan

Of course I did. Can that when be now? I really don’t feel like going out to a stupid costume party.

Duly noted. I’ll remember that for a conversation starter when I’m actually interested in spending time outside of work with you.

isaiahcallaghan

When, not if? So that means I actually stand a chance?

Scandalous. I thought all of you went to one school on the Upper East Side your entire lives.

isaiahcallaghan

My dad’s business didn’t take off until I was in high school. I’m a regular old blue blood. I transferred in my sophomore year.

Not at my middle school, I don’t know what you’re talking about.

isaiahcallaghan

Seriously? I went to middle school in Brooklyn and I still read it.

#i keep forgetting he's new money lmao

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