[Oi, it's break time! Even the boss needs his break away from all those old rusted heirlooms-- and no, not the antiques. Houston is speaking of his mid-day crew of visitors, all old woman and men who have nothing better to do with their time. Making sure every second counts till they fade away on that death bed their disgusting children put them on.
Looking up from his phone at the sign of police cars- Ken might be around.. Calling him out isn't out of loneliness, oh no. After three long years of living day by day with the man they've both come to common with one another. No- his call it out of that terrible need for attention, it's completely different, not romantic in the least.
-The right term is conceited.]
hey ;))
what you up to? huh?
[Can you see him across the street, he's not even attempting to hide the fact that he knows you're busy and you don't have time for his petty bullshit.]
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Looking up from his phone at the sign of police cars- Ken might be around.. Calling him out isn't out of loneliness, oh no. After three long years of living day by day with the man they've both come to common with one another. No- his call it out of that terrible need for attention, it's completely different, not romantic in the least.
-The right term is conceited.]
hey ;))
what you up to? huh?
[Can you see him across the street, he's not even attempting to hide the fact that he knows you're busy and you don't have time for his petty bullshit.]