nefarious_land
I sat on my couch, flippin' through the channels as usual, and sippin' a nice, cold Miller Light. It wasn't quite dark enough to go slayin' just yet, so I was takin' it easy and doin' my usual lazy thing.
I think I'm beginnin' to like Cleveland. Sure, there is this nasty feelin' I get a lot, like this whole place is fuckin' doomed...but I suppose that's not too different than Sunny D or Boston. And the nightlife? Well, let's just say I found a couple rockin' underground clubs for the young transients just lookin' for a good time. Perfect for me: bag a guy, take him home, have a little bedroom romp before I show him to the door and never see him again.
That ain't all I've been doin', though. T&G students have been arrivin' the past couple of days because classes will be startin' soon. I must admit, I was expecting more of a geeky crowd and, while there are mostly booksmart Ducky-types, there's also the occasional guy with a bangin' bod and rockstar smile. I've had to cool myself down a couple of times because I can't be seducin' the youngens...that would just be wrong, right? Sure, I may only be a couple of years older than most of them, but that probably wouldn't look too good on my resume.
So I'm just stickin' to directing the occasional lost kid in the direction of the kitchen and whatnot. Classes start next week and everyone's already got their books and started readin' up on everything. Shit, when I was in school (before I dropped out), I didn't even read a book when it was mandatory. These kids must be hella dedicated.
I am gonna have to start preparin' to teach, somethin' I've never been very good at. I'll be teachin' a couple self-defense classes with B, though, and she's got the whole leader mojo thing workin' for her, so I'll probably just be able to get away with pretendin'.
The phone rang and made me jump, spillin' a little bit of beer on my white shirt. Luckily, the phone was right next to me, so I didn't have to move too far. Picking up the receiver, I answered with my usual, "What's up?"
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I think I'm beginnin' to like Cleveland. Sure, there is this nasty feelin' I get a lot, like this whole place is fuckin' doomed...but I suppose that's not too different than Sunny D or Boston. And the nightlife? Well, let's just say I found a couple rockin' underground clubs for the young transients just lookin' for a good time. Perfect for me: bag a guy, take him home, have a little bedroom romp before I show him to the door and never see him again.
That ain't all I've been doin', though. T&G students have been arrivin' the past couple of days because classes will be startin' soon. I must admit, I was expecting more of a geeky crowd and, while there are mostly booksmart Ducky-types, there's also the occasional guy with a bangin' bod and rockstar smile. I've had to cool myself down a couple of times because I can't be seducin' the youngens...that would just be wrong, right? Sure, I may only be a couple of years older than most of them, but that probably wouldn't look too good on my resume.
So I'm just stickin' to directing the occasional lost kid in the direction of the kitchen and whatnot. Classes start next week and everyone's already got their books and started readin' up on everything. Shit, when I was in school (before I dropped out), I didn't even read a book when it was mandatory. These kids must be hella dedicated.
I am gonna have to start preparin' to teach, somethin' I've never been very good at. I'll be teachin' a couple self-defense classes with B, though, and she's got the whole leader mojo thing workin' for her, so I'll probably just be able to get away with pretendin'.
The phone rang and made me jump, spillin' a little bit of beer on my white shirt. Luckily, the phone was right next to me, so I didn't have to move too far. Picking up the receiver, I answered with my usual, "What's up?"
((Open to anyone, but only one person))