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Well, now he was talking. Food was something Riley was not going to turn down. "How can I say no when you're paying," He said and chuckled lightly. Though, he was enjoying Myles' pathetic attempts to make him 'good'. The show him the right path. Ugh ... No, thank you!
"Well, thank you for stating the obvious." Riley said and looked at the girl. He wondered who she Is. He'd never seen her around. Or maybe he did. He didn't know. He was the kind of person who did not pay attention to people he didn't hang out with. The boy didn't really have friends. "Noted. And who are you? If you need something, I have pretty much anything. Spells, mystical objects. Molly ... Allegedly!" He cocked his head.
Rolling his eyes, the boy wanted to do only one thing. To kill himself. "Let's change the subject, shall we?" He said and brushed the falling hair from his face. But Myles asked a good question actually. Did he really had a class? Riley had no idea. And to be honest, he didn't really care. "Maybe I do ... I don't know. Even If I do, I'm not going. I have to deliver ... some things."
This guy was a lost case. Apparently being good was his motto In life. Too bad. "It's hard for me to say this but ... The whole being good and shit Is making me wanna puke. Really." Riley said and giggled. "Face It. Some of us were born to be bad. And let me tell you. Seeing miserable people makes me happy. That's the truth. But you know I will always make an exception for you."
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The boy was so stuck at his phone that he didn't even notice when some guy sat next to him and tried to have conversation. Raising a brow, Riley looked up at the other and cocked his head. "Well, you already did, so ..." The boy said and tossed the remaining of his cigar on the ground. His moment ruined. "Do I look like someone who enjoys pointless conversations?" Riley asked.
"What can I say. Being bad Is more fun than It looks like." The boy said and gave the other a little smile. And he didn't lie. He didn't have to follow rules or always help other people. It was not meant for him. He always believed he was born this way. Yes, there were times where he would help someone, but that was so very rare and only to people he actually tolerates. "What can I say. Pure talent," he said and cocked his head.
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"Ugh, my head ... " Riley put a hand on his forehead feeling It pounding. Maybe drinking too much wasn't such a good idea. He had the feeling everyone was talking too loud. And the laughing ... It was killing him.
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Peoples stupidity was always amusing for Riley. For example when they were paying him for spells. Yeah, magic did have a cost. And It was a big one. This time, the boy had a client who wanted to be stronger. Permanently. It took him a while to figure out how to do It, but he did. But he always had one rule. He wasn't performing It. And not because It was dangerous, but because real magic has a price. And using too much power from the dark dimension was not something he wanted. Waiting on a bench In the campus' garden, Riley lit himself a cigar and started playing on his phone to pass time.,
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It feels so good being bad ...
"Have we met before?" Riley asked and smiled at the other. Even though he was raised In a family where being good and helping others Is a must, Riley always felt he was feeling different. From a very young age he knew he didn't wanted to be like his father. Actually, he wanted to be strong and powerful like the villains he was seeing on TV sometimes and heard stories about. That was boy was power hungry from a very early age. "You must've been adorable In a diapers, Myles." Riley said and laughed looking at the other. Actually, It wasn't that bad. And yes, he was going to work very hard to make the world his one day. Dreams so big and endless possibilities.
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Finally, It was Friday. Riley' favorite day of the week. The first thing he did after that miserable and long day was to go shopping. Oh, yes. There was a party that night and he was going to look great. Yes, ninety percent of the people who were going to be there hated him, but still ... They needed him. He was supplying them with so many wonderful things. Marijuana, cocaine ... Let's not mention the LSD. If only their parents could see them. Their smart and responsible children. After spending a few hours at the mall, the boy returned back at campus and went directly to his room. He didn't wanted to ruin his day by meeting someone he does not like. And there were a lot of people he had to ignore. Music, weed and alcohol. That's what he needed and that's what he got. Around 9pm, Riley took a shower and prepared for the party. It was going to be insane. A great way to meet new clients. And potential hot guys for some little fun. Time was passing so fast . It was time for him leave. When he arrived, Riley went directly to the bar and ordered himself a drink. It was full with people. Some he knew, some of them he didn't. He didn't care really. They knew him. And that was important.
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There he was again. Waiting in front of the principles office. Riley wondered why though. All the illegal stuff remained secret. He hoped. Otherwise, someone was going to pay dearly. It's already been ten minutes and he was getting annoyed. How busy was that prick? He didn't have all day to sit around and wait. He had a business to run.
Watching Top Model and It’s boring me haha. Someone for convo?