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Dallas sat at a piano, playing it rather well as he sang.
‘”cause. My whole family thinks I’m gay I guess it’s always been that way. Maybe it’s the way that I walk That makes them think, I like.... boys.”
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“So, Axel. I’m just taking a wild guess, in the dark here, but something about you makes me think you’re into guys.”
“Well, I don’t know him to judge. But seems like you do, so go for it.” Axel said with a shrug and looked down at his book.
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“I’m teasing you. If you wanna think about something you’ll never get, go for it. Just know it’s probably bigger than you’re imagining.”
“I mean - okay - you said you’re a gogo dancer and then you said you need to wax. Where else am I gonna think of?” She pouted.
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“I’m calling bullshit.” He teased.
Isabella blushed, hiding her face behind her hands. “I-I’m not thinking about your penis!” She exclaimed nervously, sounding very, very embarrassed.
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“I guess you could say that.” He said, shrugging.
Ally still had a warm smile across her lips. “Well, at least you’re making good money, right?”
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“We should get some food, then.” Dallas said, his stomach growling loudly.
He shrugged his shoulders at him, “Sure I don’t mind, I just finished up with lessons.”
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“I don’t think JuUlian is the kind of guy to sweat about being paid back a couple hundred dollars.” He said, shrugging.
“Mmhmm, sure.” Axel smiled brightly as he teased the other. “Nice to meet you, Dallas.” Axel held out his hand to shake the Other’s. “Yes, but a loan is just that a loan, something borrowed. Meaning you’d have to pay it back.”
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“I like it plenty, it’s just those guys.” He said, shrugging.
“That’s gross. Maybe you should get a job that you actually like?”
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Dallas nodded along and shrugged. “Not much really. Working my ass off mostly.”
Ally smiles over at him before shrugging off her shoulders. “Well, obviously I’ve been up to being a mom and all.. however, I’m still trying to balance my career and working at the music factory as well.. I’ve decided to put college on hold for now, I don’t think I could take too much on my plate. How about you?”
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“You wanna chill with me?” He asked.
“Well, look on the bright side.. you’re off of work now and could relax all you want.”
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“Axel. I was damn close.” He said, chuckling. “I’m Dallas. And maybe I will. I could always ask Julian for a loan I guess.”
“Well, you’re handsome enough. Go find a sugar mama or daddy, maybe both..” Axel shrugged with a laugh. “Yes, Axel.” Axel corrected softly. “What’s your name?”
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Dallas froze for a minute as he registered the words. “Um, yeah. I guess so.” He said, shrugging.
“The flaws of existing in a capitalism based economic system that demands the trade of labor in order for physical representations of a concept created with arbitrary values” Ardin deadpanned, not looking up from the camera they were messing with.
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“It’s fun, but random old guys trying to fondle you is really harshing my mellow.”
“Seems like this is a tough job to handle.”
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Dallas laughed. “It’s cool. I guess I should be used to people thinking about my junk.” He said, smirking a bit.
Isabella blushed. “O-Oh, right,” she stuttered nervously - even her ears felt warm. “S-sorry! It’s just - you said you were - well - a -g-gogo dancer so I j-just assumed – I’m sorry!”
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“When I’m not getting groped by old men who think they’re entitled to my body because of their age, it’s a great time.”
“There are worse jobs than being a waiter.” August pointed out. “Oh, nice. I’m sure that’s fun?”
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“Not those kinds of places. I meant like my armpits and some places on my face.” He said, shaking his head. “Geez, you’re a dirty girl.” He teased. “Your mind goes right to thinking about my junk.”
“Yeah!” She said enthusiastically. “There’s this flea market that’s not too far from here and it’s selling lots of really cute vintage clothes for only, like, a dollar! And it’s got, like, lots of fortune telling books. I’m kind of into that,” she admitted shyly. She wrinkled her nose and laughed. “Not quite sure I needed that image, but - hmm - I guess I have a few places to be waxed too,” she mused.
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