forum I Know Pride Month Was Four Days Ago But... (1 on 1) (Closed)

Started July 05, 2018 by @IconicUsername

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Darren shrugged and did as told, finding a microwave. “The crap they make you eat,” he mumbled.

"It's better than nothing," he pointed out. "A shame I can't become rich and get better food of my own will. I wonder what the Gov has planned for me."

Darren looked back at him hoping that wasn’t joking sarcasm. He looked like he was about to say something but the microwave went off. “Foods ready,”

"Open the microwave then, dumb dumb," he said, walking over with his school bag, keys in hand. "I realized you can't come to school with me so… you'll have to make yourself comfortable here while I'm gone."

Darren looked around, “True… I’m sure I’ll be fine,”

"Watching your cartoons on the television or something," he remarked, zipping up his book bag.

"You know? Probably, or maybe going through all your drawers and finding personal belongings," he teased.

"I feel like you would do that. Well if you insist, clean up after yourself when you're done," he warned jokingly. "I'm gonna go now, don't destroy my apartment."

"I'll try not to start any fires but… no promises," He grinned, "Have fun at school dear!"

"I swear, you're insane," he huffed, heading for the door. He waved Darren and then walked out to head for school.

Darren laughed, insane was accurate. He waltzed around the house, unsure of what he should do but he was never bored and always managed to do something.

Hours later, the sound of keys locking into a door rung through the living space. Alistair opened the door and immediately closed the door behind him once he got inside, huffing.

Darren looked up from where he lay on the floor and turned the music down a little, "Bad day?"

"Does it fucking matter?" he grunted, throwing his bag on the couch. "So about not rebelling against the government today."

"Okay first off, if it didn't fucking matter to me… I would not have asked," Darren sat up, "Also you have peeked my interest in the government rebelling thing,"

"Officials at the school asked me about shit relating to a stowaway in our apartment," he mumbled. "If you're right about the whole government controlling our lives thing, guess there's your evidence."

“Woah buddy, you know he’s serious if you says the word government.” Darren jumped to his feet and turned the music off, “Stowaway?”

"Yeah, said someone 'reported' on seeing someone else enter into my apartment. Thought at first it was a burglar, but when you never came out they got suspicious and reported it." He scowled, sitting down. "Reported. Bullshit, no one lives on my floor."

Darren laughed, “They have eyes everywhere… what are we going to do? Do you think they’ll come and look around?”

"I don't know, but we need to either get out of here or find you somewhere to hide," he decided.

“Where would I even go if I hid?”

"I dunno. Hide somewhere in the apartment, break into an empty one. Don't rely on me for all the plans."

“Do you have an ID?” Darren said after looking around thoughtfully.

"Yes, why does it matter?" he asked.

"Is that how they identify you?"