A leap of desire

Oh, Zeus.

No, I’m not going to talk to him.

Why? Too prideful? You have to talk to him at some point.

[narrows his eyes] No, I just wouldn't know what to say.

Oh, Zeus.

[shakes his head] Thanks.

Ever thought about talking to him?

No, I'm not going to talk to him.

Oh, Zeus.

[folds his arms across his chest] Because I suck at being in a relationship.

[raises an eyebrow] A lot of people suck at being in a relationship, myself included. [pauses] No Huntress or virgin or lesbian jokes. But I highly doubt you’re that terrible in a relationship.

[shakes his head] Thanks.

Oh, Zeus.

[nods] Yeah. I have to anyway.

Do you know why he, er, dumped you?

[folds his arms across his chest] Because I suck at being in a relationship.

Oh, Zeus.

[realizing what drama she’s referring to] Oh. [scratches his cheek] I’m not…really. I’ll get over it soon. Yeah.

[bites lip] If you’re sure…

[nods] Yeah. I have to anyway.

#sapphire #fp

Oh, Zeus.

That sucks. Drama sucks.

It’s not even my drama… Although, I hear you’re involved. [clears throat] Are you feeling okay, Travis? I know it’s a stupid question, but… are you?

[realizing what drama she's referring to] Oh. [scratches his cheek] I'm not...really. I'll get over it soon. Yeah.

#sapphire #fp

Oh, Zeus.

Hangover?

Uh partly. Dealing with drama as well.

That sucks. Drama sucks.

#sapphire #fp

Oh, Zeus.

My head kills.

Hangover?

#sapphire #fp #travis

Did Anyone Hear That?

[puts his arms around her and rests his forehead on her shoulder] Because Connor told him we had a shitty relationship. And we did. I was a shitty boyfriend—except I wasn’t even really a boyfriend. I was just shitty.

No, you weren’t shitty at all. Never think you’re shitty, Travis. You’re far from it. It takes two people in a relationship, its not just you. *strokes the back of his head* And if he broke up with you because of what Connor said, he’s not worth your time.

No, I am... Pollux thinks I was just using him for sex and I wasn't... But I might as well have been. I didn't even know how to act with him half the time. [groans and lifts his head away with his arms still around her] Relationships are stupid.

#ximena #fp

He shakes his head non-committally. “Sure, Nathaniel Dawkins works for me.” He repeats the name in his head several times, trying to get used to the sound of it. He’s gone by fake names before on adventures with Connor, but it’s usually the same or similar name every time. So he’s going to have to really get used to this new name.

“Huh?” He looks down at his backpack and pats it with a smile. “Oh, you don’t need to worry about this. By the way,” he says, remembering something, “are they going to be asking for identification or anything because I don’t have a fake ready with this new name. And here do I say I go to school? And what should my parents do for work?”

She shakes her head and reaches into the side of the car pulling out a notebook. “I knew you would ask me that. Here’s some notes for you. We met at the Delphi Strawberry Factory, because everyone knows that I go there for summer. Your father was Percy Dawkins, who runs an electronics company in Shanghai. You also grew up there and was home schooled, hence why you don’t know the New York crowd. Your mother died when you were very young and as far as they are concerned, you have no siblings either. It just makes it easier for you as they wont bother to ask questions about Connor.” She passe him the notebook when she finishes and reclines back into her seat.

He takes the notebook and nods as he pretends to look over it, trying to remember the names. Nathaniel Dawkins son of Percy Dawkins. Delphi Strawberry Factory. All right. He can totally do this. This is going to be good.

He's always been good at bullshitting stories and he imagines with these rich fools, the more he talks and the less chances he gives them to talk, he'll be better off. Or he can take the route where he doesn't talk very often and allows the rich guys to do all the talking. He knows how much these people love to talk about their lives.

"So, what am I," he begins, looking up from the notebook with a smile, "your boyfriend? Fiance for an arranged marriage? Or are we just friends?"

#tp #para: ben #ximena

Did Anyone Hear That?

[rubs his eyes which are bloodshot by the way from smoking weed] Pollux broke up with me.

I’m sorry. I know how much he meant to you. *pulls him into a hug* Did he say why?