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Scooter sat in his house, waiting for Kyle to show up. He had invited the man over to talk about some things. They'd been dating for a few weeks now, and Scooter decided he would finally bring something important up. Kyles occupation as an assassin. It concerned Scooter very much and he had been waiting to talk to the man to ask if he'd consider stopping it. He took a deep breath as he sat on his bed, waiting for him to come over.
Post by Kyle Black-Sky on Mar 10, 2012 22:02:31 GMT -5
Hesitantly, Kyle knocked on Scooters door. He was holding a bunch of blue flowers he had brought for Scooter. A flower for each day they had been dating. Kyle was dressed in his normal, casual clothing. But he always had some sort of weapon hidden on his body, just in case.
Little did Kyle know, what Scooter was going to ask...is something he would not be very happy about.
Scooter hurried to the door. He opened it and was immediately smitten at the sight of Kyle. "Hello~" he greeted, opening the door so that the man could come in.
Scooter blushed a bit as he accepted the flowers. He got up on his tip-toes and kissed the mans cheek. "Thank you. I'll put them in some water. You can sit on my bed and wait for me." he said, as he left into the small kitchen area.
Scooters house was basically just two rooms. The bathroom was a separate room, and everything else was merged together. All his kitchen and bedroom things were in the same room and there weren't really any chairs to sit on, just the bed.
"I'm great!" Scooter exclaimed as he finished putting the flowers in a vase. He set the vase on the kitchen table and joined Kyle on the bed. "And you?"
Post by Kyle Black-Sky on Mar 10, 2012 23:08:26 GMT -5
Kyle just stared at him, getting frustrated. "No. I'm no going to find another job!" he clenched his fist, standing up. "How would you feel if I told you to find another job?!"
"But Kyle!" Scooter yelled back, standing beside the man. " I did some research on assassination as a career and you're lucky to have remained this safe for so long! Please, I don't want you to get seriously injured or worse, killed!"