Mad Blue Eyes

@mad-blue-eyes

Hello fucked up universe. Bruce. 22. Born and bred in Ohio. Life is for doing whatever I want and getting away with it. I'm freaking awesome. Say no more.

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“Sorry. I was just trying to get a signal on my phone, this area sucks.”

“Hey, no I’m sorry. Don’t worry about it. I was so into the book, I didn’t mean to sound so rude. And I totally agree on the signal.”

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“I know. As soon as it came out of his mouth I knew I would quit. No, I don’t. I’ll find another job…I’m not worried about it. Thank you. I stand up for it too…for a lot of reasons, but mainly because you just should. I know I did, but I’m still pissed.”

“You just knew. I would’ve been the same. I’m pretty much... well, a hothead at times, if I felt pissed like that, I would have quit. You shouldn’t be worried, you can find better than that. I have my own reasons, but yeah, on principal one should. I don’t blame you.”

“I was just gonna ask you what book you were reading, you mind?” Thea scoffed, sidestepping to let the light illuminate the young man’s face once more.

Bruce sighed, closing the book on his lap. “Uh sorry. I was just concentrating, I didn’t mean for that to come across so harsh. Sorry, no, I don’t mind.”

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Rosie glanced behind her when she heard a voice, “I’m what?” She replied, quickly stepping aside when she realized what he said. “Right, sorry about that.”

Bruce glanced up, giving the girl a small smile. “Thank you. Don’t worry about it too much, I was just concentrating. I didn’t mean you were doing anything wrong.”

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“Agree to disagree then,” she mused, turning her gaze back on the blue eyed man.

“Hmm... yeah,” he mumbled, discarding the cigarette end in a nearby trash can. “But, we both have our passions. I feel strongly about mine, I assume you’re the same?”

“I’m more of a music girl,” she said with a shrug, eyeing the wall where he put his cigarette out.

“Ah, well fair enough. You like music. I like books.” He followed her gaze to the wall. Sighing but picking it up.

Autumn shook her head. “Can’t graduate as valedictorian and graduate early and move up in the talent management world without being smart- and pretty, of course.”

“No one likes a bragger. Just saying. And I didn’t really ask for you life story.” He put his cigarette out on the wall beside him. “You can’t be all that smart if you don’t appreciate literature.”

Autumn raised an eyebrow. “Who even reads for pleasure anymore anyways?” she asked. “You know when the last time I read for pleasure was? First grade.”

Bruce shook his head, clearly not impressed. “Someone with taste, and brains. And someone who appreciates art. Clearly not you,” he rolled his eyes, standing up from the steps. “Well, you know what? You’re probably still reading at first grade level.”

Tia didn’t like being made to feel stupid and she glared. “My name’s Tia.” She rolled her eyes. “So you think it stinks but you still do it? That makes no sense.” She didn’t know why she was so invested in the argument. “You do now, what about in twenty years?”

Bruce took one last drag before putting the cigarette out on the stone wall beside him. He looked back to the blonde, only grinning when she glared. She was pretty cute. “Tia. Pleasure. I’m Bruce. Now we’re getting somewhere. We’re on a first name basis.” He shrugged. “I never claimed to make sense. I’m addicted to it, doesn’t mean I want my house to stink.” He laughed, unable not to. “Well, I’m living for now. Not twenty years. And whatever happens, happens.”

Autumn rolled her eyes, looking up from her phone. “Oh please,” she said. “Get an e-book. Save yourself the effort.”

Bruce scoffed, unable not to. The idea of an e-book completely disgusting to him. “Real literature was written to be enjoyed in paperback form. The smell, the feel, the effort put into them. This is the way books are meant to be. Thanks.”

#he's a book freak

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“My boss made some awful homophobic comment while I was serving today, so as soon as the table I was serving left, I quit. I haven’t been so disrespectful to someone in a while, but I’d rather have no job than work for someone like that.”

“What a narrow-minded dick. I don’t blame you. You don’t need to work for some asshole like that. I’m sorry. Honestly, it’s one thing I would always stand up for. You did the right thing.”

She eyed the book but glanced back to him. “Who said i noticed?” She tried to argue, very aware that she was making little to no sense. “Well can you not do it on the streets and kill us all with you. Right…so you’re…smoke…dependent…that’s completely healthy.”

Bruce laughed before covering his mouth with his hand. “Oh, it was all implied, blondie.” He dropped his hand again, taking another drag of the cigarette. “I think the streets are pretty open. I mean I don’t want my apartment to stink, I can’t smoke in public places. This is my last resort,” he said, dramatically holding his chest. “I feel pretty healthy,” he shrugged, shoving the book back under his arm as it fell slightly.

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“Okay, so I need your opinion on the invitations for the wedding. Which do you like better?”

“Wait... me? My opinion? Really? Well, I can’t say weddings are my thing. But some fancy font, some expensive looking paper and you’re set.”

The blonde narrowed her eyes. “Maybe smoky mysterious cool guy is…” She stopped unable to even think of a good come back. She stumbled over her words. Damn it Tia…so smooth, she thought to herself. She rolled her eyes. “Thank you and…you shouldn’t smoke, it kills.”

He tucked the book under his arm, nodding sarcastically at the blonde. “I am all of those things, yes, thank you for noticing,” he grinned. “Hmm. Maybe so. But it is a choice I, myself have chosen to make. And for my own sanity a risk I am willing to take,” he grinned, taking a drag for show.

Tia grinned a little, she was amused by herself and she couldn’t hide it. She put her hands on her hips, checking her watch quickly. She had time for this. “You’re not. But you initiated conversation and if you hadn’t I might not have even stopped.”

Bruce half laughed, scratching the back of his head. “Oh wow, ouch. Little miss blonde princess does not like to initiate in human conversation.” He stood, a smirk on his face and stepped aside. “Here you are, Mad’am,” he said, signalling to the now clear steps with his hand.

Tia hadn’t exactly stepped into his way on purpose, but she also hadn’t thought about what she was doing. She was tired, she’d done a long shift and just wanted to get into bed and sleep. She waved her hand through the smoke from his cigarette. “You’re polluting my air, we’re even.” She grinned, raising her eyebrow at the guy.

Bruce’s blues eyes narrowed just slightly as he looked up at the blonde. Though they soften with her words, a somewhat amused smile creeping onto his face. “Okay. Fair play. I’ll give you that. Though I’m not asking you to stand in direct line of it.”

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