Smile graces features as she lets hand come to rest at his cheek, soft and sweet kiss pressed to his lips. "That's-- off the record."
a satisfied smile, a short laugh. “ yes, ma’am, yous got it. ”
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Smile graces features as she lets hand come to rest at his cheek, soft and sweet kiss pressed to his lips. "That's-- off the record."
a satisfied smile, a short laugh. “ yes, ma’am, yous got it. ”
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Stack of newspapers is unceremoniously discarded in a corner of the room ( she’ll deal with them properly later ), thankful sigh at the release of weight. She doesn’t comment on the ridiculous amount of papers, instead turning her attention to ruffled blouse as she moves closer to Jack.
“The boys were asking about you– again.”
he doesn’t give her a speech about the boys not needing her charity, for he too, will soon get out there to get a stack just as big. more than he needed --- a strange thing to be able to afford to be charitable. he knows what life out there is --- hunger struck and cold, parentless and sometimes, even scared. he smiles vaguely. “ i’s gonna drop by and see ‘em later. ”
“ – my leg isn’t doin’ so good today. ”
worry lines his features. there was no money to be had, and that meant to doctors to be seen. he could take pay for the backdrops --- he’d feel guilty, but with cruchie getting worse, options were limited. barely enough to eat, barely enough to survive, definitely not enough to get help --- but he’d find a way. “ yous ought to sit down, i can handle what’s left of your papes. ”
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At the offer, the teen rubbed at his arm – he wasn’t so sure about walking with him. He barely knew Jack … but he did know some things. Like he was really good with painting. And one of the popular guys. But … then again … Jack would be a good distraction. They wouldn’t even question his face if they seen it , when one of the hottest guys in the school was walking beside him, taking all the gawking eyes off him. Maybe this was a good idea.
“ – alright, if you’re so sure about it. ”
“ i's plenty sure. you know if yous ever want --- tell me the guys name and i’ll give him a good clocking. or i can teach yous how to throw a good right hook. ” he half jokes as he and michael begin their trek towards the nurses office. he continues talking, though, leaving time after that remark, if it wasn’t a bully, it could get awkward. “ i’ll tell yous what --- anyone asks how you got em you tell em you kicked some ass, pal. get yous some street cred --- ey, what’s your name anyway, headphones??? ”
suchalcser:
Michael had been trying his best to hide the shiner, hand immediately going up to cover his eye. Even though it was late , and even though he had enough success to get past the halls with his head down and no one questioned him for his hood being up, he just felt better hiding it. He was used to hiding his homelife – but the bruises that covered him were hidden, the only true signs.
“ – … does the nurse have those? Because I can’t pull those out of my ass… ”
he blows some air through his nose --- snarky, this guy, jack liked that. “ yeah, pal. she’s got em. ” he should know --- she’d given him one a couple days ago after a particular nasty fight behind the school which had, thankfully, gone under the radar. “ walk in with that shiner she won’t even hesitate to give yous one. lemme walk you there, man. ” he offers, making it sound like it was no big deal --- it was the safest way to go with stuff like this. one misplaced tone and you offend someone.
maybe that ain’t what i want.