SPAM FOR NEIL

[saveme_barry]

[So Nathan had learned certain things about the Barge more quickly than others. He'd figured out that it was nothing like a prison, for starters. It was more like a hotel full of crazy people who couldn't get out. He'd also established that most of the wardens didn't seem to want to rape him. Finally, he'd worked out that there were certain

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[getlostforever]

[DOOP DE DOOP, Neil, who's supposed to be on hiatus but isn't, had just arrived to the deck to get his smoke on. UPON SEEING NATHAN, he just let out a dismissive scoff and leaned back near the door, more or less ignoring the other boy.]

[getlostforever]

Anyone who's been here for like a day knows what the warden items are. [Okay, really, Neil just likes feeling superior.]

[He looks at Nathan's hand, but doesn't shove him away.] Nah... It's gone. Besides, [He claps a hand on Nathan's shoulder in return.] I only like it when they put out.

[BETTER OFFER HIM SOMETHING BETTER, NATHAN.]

[saveme_barry]

Well, maybe that's because everyone else spends their first day kissing up to the wardens and taking notes. Who has the time for that shit when I know you'll tell me? [Nathan assumes too much.]

[Nathan gives Neil's hand on his shoulder a derisive look, like it's presence on his shoulder is completely uninvited and unwarranted. Then he abruptly changes track and leans in towards Neil, grinning conspiratorially.] You know I've got a quarter of skunk in my room?

[THAT A GOOD ENOUGH OFFER FOR YOU, NEIL?]

[getlostforever]

[SUDDENLY, Neil is interested. He ignores Nathan's presumption that he'll tell him about the warden items and shoots straight to the more important point:] Yeah?

[saveme_barry]

Yeah. [Nathan can sense victory hovering just around the corner.] The real question you want to be asking yourself here, Elton, is whether you'd rather be a basement dwelling weirdo who gets drunk by himself? Or a normal, healthy young man, who gets totally fucking wasted in the company of one of his peers.

[getlostforever]

[Neil SCOFFS at the notion that you're one of his peers, but he gets over it with a smirk.] Nah, the real question is how much you're gonna give me to get you shitfaced.

[saveme_barry]

Well unfortunately, I neglected to pack my scales, so I'm thinking just enough that you forget you're a stingy twat and learn how to share.

[getlostforever]

[Neil shrugs, as your insult SLIDES RIGHT OFF.] I share with my friends. Everyone else is gonna have to pay up front.

[saveme_barry]

What are you talking about, we're totally friends. [No you're not, Nathan. QUICK, COVER UP THE FACT THAT YOU JUST GOT SUPER REJECTED. Nathan plants a hand on his heart and looks wounded] Unless... [TEARS IN HIS EYES] ...all those things you said about my beautiful singing voice were just... painful, sordid lies!

[getlostforever]

[There's a playful smirk playing at his lips.] Guess it was. [BUT DESPITE HOW ANNOYING YOU ARE, he's SLOWLY warming up to you.]

[saveme_barry]

[Nathan drops the hurt look, and his hands go back to his hips.] Well, if you're going to be like that about it, I suppose you'd better come back to my place then?

[getlostforever]

[Neil tosses his cigarette aside, FIRE HAZARD BE DAMNED.] Yeah? Well go on, then. Lead the way.

[saveme_barry]

DOOP DE DOOP AND AWAY THEY GO.