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He has no jacket. A bruise is fading into yellows and greens on the back of his neck. He holds the cigarette with two fingers and cups his other palm around the cherry as if to protect it from the wind. When he’s smoked it almost into ashes he drops the butt on the ground and shoves both hands in his pockets.
Fade out.
Fade in on a car pulling to a stop at the corner. Long pan on the car. Close up on the driver’s seat. Close up on the man in the driver’s seat. Dark hair, dark eyes, dark skin, white smile. Close up on the smile.
Change of P.O.V. and now there’s a clear shot of the boy. His eyes are large and pale blue and hungry. He looks up warily. His fingers twitch as if he wishes he had another cigarette. He looks too young for that expression. He looks too young period.
“Hey kid, you look cold.”
White teeth grin. The boy shrugs a shoulder.
“I’m fucking freezing, what’s it to you?”
“I’m going to Yonge and Dundas. Want a ride?”
Close up on the bitten lip. The shiver.
“You’re turning blue, kid.”
“I’m not a kid.”
The grin gets wider. “Oh, my mistake. Want a ride then, mister…?”
“Tony.”
The door opens. Close up on the battered sneaker as it enters the car. Close up on the gear shift. Close up on red upholstery. Close up on dark eyes.
“Nice to meet you, Tony. If you want a smoke they’re in the glove compartment. Make yourself comfortable. You like music?”
Tony shakes his head no. Close up on thin fingers opening the glove compartment. Close up on the joint that looks very much not like a cigarette. The flame of the lighter reflects on the window.
“So do you have a place to bed down for the night?”
Shake of the head. Deep inhale. Tony’s voice is soft and high.
“I was just walking around.”
“I could drop you at a hotel…”
“Don’t have any money. Got mugged yesterday. Fucker took my jacket too.”
Close up on a sympathetic smile. Close up on dark fingers patting a thin shoulder.
“Hey, don’t worry about it. I know a place you can stay and a way to make a lot of money. Stick with me, you’ll be fine. Hey you ever done E? The most amazing shit, I swear.”
Fade out on a curious but hopeful blue gaze.
Fade out on fingers cupping a pale cheek.
Fade out on fingers carding through dirty brown hair.
Fade out.]]
[ooc: No, he doesn't know this video has been posted to the Network.]
Fade out.
Fade in on a car pulling to a stop at the corner. Long pan on the car. Close up on the driver’s seat. Close up on the man in the driver’s seat. Dark hair, dark eyes, dark skin, white smile. Close up on the smile.
Change of P.O.V. and now there’s a clear shot of the boy. His eyes are large and pale blue and hungry. He looks up warily. His fingers twitch as if he wishes he had another cigarette. He looks too young for that expression. He looks too young period.
“Hey kid, you look cold.”
White teeth grin. The boy shrugs a shoulder.
“I’m fucking freezing, what’s it to you?”
“I’m going to Yonge and Dundas. Want a ride?”
Close up on the bitten lip. The shiver.
“You’re turning blue, kid.”
“I’m not a kid.”
The grin gets wider. “Oh, my mistake. Want a ride then, mister…?”
“Tony.”
The door opens. Close up on the battered sneaker as it enters the car. Close up on the gear shift. Close up on red upholstery. Close up on dark eyes.
“Nice to meet you, Tony. If you want a smoke they’re in the glove compartment. Make yourself comfortable. You like music?”
Tony shakes his head no. Close up on thin fingers opening the glove compartment. Close up on the joint that looks very much not like a cigarette. The flame of the lighter reflects on the window.
“So do you have a place to bed down for the night?”
Shake of the head. Deep inhale. Tony’s voice is soft and high.
“I was just walking around.”
“I could drop you at a hotel…”
“Don’t have any money. Got mugged yesterday. Fucker took my jacket too.”
Close up on a sympathetic smile. Close up on dark fingers patting a thin shoulder.
“Hey, don’t worry about it. I know a place you can stay and a way to make a lot of money. Stick with me, you’ll be fine. Hey you ever done E? The most amazing shit, I swear.”
Fade out on a curious but hopeful blue gaze.
Fade out on fingers cupping a pale cheek.
Fade out on fingers carding through dirty brown hair.
Fade out.]]
[ooc: No, he doesn't know this video has been posted to the Network.]