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cheerleader) wrote2022-09-12 07:13 pm
cheerleader) wrote2022-09-12 07:13 pm
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Eddie?
[Chrissy calls out after him, knowing it's rude to follow him toward what must be his bedroom. The trailer is small and cozy, but it feels like a home. She doesn't want to intrude on that. They have a vibe going, something flirtatious and new. But that doesn't give her the right to chase after him and barge in on his personal space. Especially given the fact she's pretty sure he's only being nice to her to sell her drugs.
Then again, he isn't taking her money. This one's on the house. So maybe all that smiling and flirting was real. Thinking that makes her take a cautious step toward the tiny hallway that leads back where he is.]
Eddie, did you find it?
[She sounds increasingly anxious and worried, and decides that standing there alone like this is an invitation for the things that have been plaguing her mind to come back and haunt her. Chrissy tucks her hands further into the sleeves of her cheer uniform and hurries back toward where she can hear him rustling around. Her head peeks through the doorway of his room, and she tries to smile so he won't know just how anxious she's feeling. ]
You found it, right?
[Chrissy calls out after him, knowing it's rude to follow him toward what must be his bedroom. The trailer is small and cozy, but it feels like a home. She doesn't want to intrude on that. They have a vibe going, something flirtatious and new. But that doesn't give her the right to chase after him and barge in on his personal space. Especially given the fact she's pretty sure he's only being nice to her to sell her drugs.
Then again, he isn't taking her money. This one's on the house. So maybe all that smiling and flirting was real. Thinking that makes her take a cautious step toward the tiny hallway that leads back where he is.]
Eddie, did you find it?
[She sounds increasingly anxious and worried, and decides that standing there alone like this is an invitation for the things that have been plaguing her mind to come back and haunt her. Chrissy tucks her hands further into the sleeves of her cheer uniform and hurries back toward where she can hear him rustling around. Her head peeks through the doorway of his room, and she tries to smile so he won't know just how anxious she's feeling. ]
You found it, right?
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Chrissy is far from the only cheerleader to require his services. They are, after all, the ones who ultimately arranged this whole thing, pushing Chrissy to meet with him in order to help with insomnia by the looks of it.
But it's weird, this isn't the usual case of a spoiled little brat who needs something to counteract the high they get from the harder drugs so they can sleep.
This is someone who just can't sleep, period. ]
Hey, it's not...you don't need to apologize. I feel like I'm the one that should be apologizing.
[ After all, he urged her to come over, and he knows this place isn't the most welcoming of places, especially at night. Especially not with the way the lights seem to be flickering. ]
If this doesn't help you sleep, I don't know what will. But it's like... [ He pauses, wondering if he should even be pushing this hard. Chrissy came here of her own volition, right? He hasn't done anything to try and tempt her into trying the harder drugs, to get her hooked. ]
It's not like a sleep aid or anything, you know? [ He nervously twirls a finger around a curl, finding himself hesitating once again. ] I know we haven't hung out in, like, forever, but if you needed someone to talk to...