Play hard, party harder.

[proudlooney]

Midweek, and Campbell had taken it upon himself to let himself into Jip's flat while Jip was out (read: break in). Jip was so late with the rent that he'd probably be thrown out any day soon. Campbell had tidied up. He brought some groceries with him to stock up the fridge a little since Jip never seemed to have food when he stayed over

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[proudlooney]

"Well... we'll just have to find you a new job, aye?" Because it was that easy, Campbell. He bounced on his heels. "What're you good at? You were working in a shop, aye? Well, there's plenty of shops. What else are ya good at?"

At least he was trying to help... right? Sort of. He pulled out his cigarettes and lit one, offering the pack to Jip. "We could phone Eddie...?"

[sexualparanoia]

"Just shops and I've tried. I have a shift at a bar, ten hours for £6.10 an hour. It'll do but I can't afford the rent," he didn't want to admit how much he'd blown on drink, drugs and partying but the weekend was kind of special.

"Sorry mate... if we have to but I dunno, fuck up I suppose."

[proudlooney]

"Come on." Campbell grabbed Jip by the wrist and legged it down the road, dragging his sort of not boyfriend along with him until they reached a phone box. He slipped inside the booth, popped his 20p into the slot and called Eddie.

It took a while to explain the situation and a few extra 20p coins to get the whole thing sorted, but soon enough he hung up and stepped out. "Eddie's on his way in the car."

[sexualparanoia]

Jip held his bag and waited patiently till Campbell was done. Standing beside the man, he heaved a sigh before looking the other way. This was actually pretty embarrassing to tell Campbell. He hated failing.

Course, he decided it was officially time he actually introduced himself. Because all of this was wonderful for Campbell to do. Holding out his hand, he offered it.

"Joseph. Joseph Tylor."

[proudlooney]

Campbell didn't think he was doing anything particularly special. Jip was in trouble and needed a place to stay, and Campbell had a friend with a spare room. It made perfect sense. Mates looked out for each other, right?

He blinked at the hand, and then looked at Jip and back to the hand. He took the hand and shook it. It had never occurred to him that Jip was anyone other than Jip. It never bothered him he'd given his virginity to a bloke whose real name he didn't know. "Campbell Bain."

[sexualparanoia]

"For the lord of everything, call me Jip yeah? But I just figured if we share a flat, we show know names," Jip admitted before shoving his hands into his pockets as they waited for this car to pull up and take them where they needed to go. Adjusting his shirt, he sighed slight.

"Jip is easier to say anyway."

[proudlooney]

"Why Jip? Why no Joe?" Campbell plonked himself down on the pavement to wait for Eddie. "Hey you wannae grab your stuff today? I'm sure Eddie wouldnae mind. I can distract your landlord so he doesnae collar you!"

[sexualparanoia]

"Cause... I couldn't say Joseph when I was a lad, I used to say Josip. And my dad thought it was funny and used to call me Sippy and Sip and then it became Jippy-Sippy and... and then a kid at school heard it and started calling me Jip," Jip explained as he summarised the whole awful event. Because the tale behind the name was something he was less proud of. "I stuck with it cause I make everything in my life just a bit Jippy. My mom hates it, thinks it's immature. Calls me Joey."

Smiling, he shrugged. It all depends if Eddie fancied trying. "We'll ask, yeah?"

[proudlooney]

That story was all kinds of adorable and Campbell couldn't help having a slight laugh. Not a cruel laugh, of course not. Just a friendly chuckle. "I like it. Jip. Sounds kinda cool." He smiled at his best mate/sort of boyfriend.

Just then, a beat up little red car appeared down the road. "Oh! That's Eddie!" Campbell jumped to his feet. "Come on!"

[sexualparanoia]

Jip followed as he headed down the road, clambering into the car when the man pipped them. The bloke driving did not look happy at being out this late but eh, he had to watch over that loon and this weird kid he's gotten muddled up with The nurses thought Jip was a right little punk but hell, the lad was smiling nice enough.

"What 'appened Campbell?"

Jip shook his head and sat back, letting Campbell handle it.

[proudlooney]

Campbell climbed into the back of the car and leaned on the front seat as he explained about the Landlord from Hell and how he was going to throw Jip out into the streets for being a little behind on the rent. From what Campbell was saying, it totally sounded like Jip was the victim in all this - sometimes you just have to look someone in they eye and tell them the truth that should be, instead of the truth that is.

[sexualparanoia]

"Just get your stuff mate and you can crash in the spare room. Mind, its not big and you're not gonna get much privacy," the man explain and Jip nodded, knowing what it was like to live with another bloke. Never pretty. Once they pulled up outside, he timed it carefully as he snuck up to the flats like some of of ninja, leaving the other two in the car.

"He's-- He's a wee bit weird."

What? Jip looked like a right weirdo as he waited patiently before making a mad dash inside. Oooh he could hear the landlord yelling from here.

[proudlooney]

Campbell chuckled, watching the flats and lit up a cigarette, taking a drag. He rolled down the window to let the smoke out, considerate loony that he was.

"Aye, he's no so bad when you get to know him though. He's a laugh."

[sexualparanoia]

Jip came back eventually as he came running back to the card with several things which he shoved in the car and ran back in. this happen three times before all of Jips stuff was rammed in the back.

"Christ! Let's go, he's callin' the cops."

And off Eddie went while Jip grabbed a hold of his records protectively.

[proudlooney]

"Best to avoid the cops. Me and Eddie already got arrested once." Oh yes, even mr goody two shoes Eddie and loony Campbell had had trouble with the police.

"You can compare records, it'll be great, aye?" Campbell handed his half smoked cigarette to Jip.

[sexualparanoia]

"Blimey, never told me that," Jip pointed out. and he thought he knew he loon pretty well. Never had a shag but had a record? He liked it. He had to snort in amusement at the very idea before he slumped down in the back. He had to be polite so he couldn't start ragging on Campbell yet.

"I've been arrested... erm, christ, more than I care to admit."

He had a long and colourful past, Campbell. Don't ask.