"It's alright. I'm sure Adrik and the twins would love to teach you the ins and outs of Hosting. I'm sure you working until your Graduation should be able to pay back your debt. I may need to check the papers again…" Grey trailed off. "Anyways, I'm sure Adrik will love to 'take you under his wing' for anything."
“yOU CALLED?!” Jaxen exclaimed, appearing from… somewhere.
Alex looked to see a twin, Jaxen. He was still breathing quickly, but admitted defeat. He sighed, "So when do I start?"
Grey stared at Jaxen for a moment before turning back to Alex, "You can start today! The sooner, the better for your situation. My first suggestion is getting a broom to sweep up your mess. Someone might get hurt if we keep those shards lying about." Grey explained before opening a nearby closet door for him.
Alex reached in and grabbed the broom and dust pan. He muttered to himself, "Given my luck it's probably going to be me."
(Hello?)
(Are we the only two left?)
(I hope not ;~;)
(;-; same my dude…)
(If you're alive reply!)
(HEYYYYY)
(HIII)
(People!)
(MARK I KNOW YOUR HERE!)
(SORRY I WAS BUSY I GOT KICKED OUTTA MY HOUSE FOR A FEW DAYS AND I WENT AND GOT MY COMPUTER TODAY)
Adrik pushed the twins out of the way, ignoring Grey, his brown eyes shimmering with excitement.
"I would LOVE to teach you! Ignore them Love! Today, you are a host!" He exclaimed, letting go of Alex's hands, throwing one on his hip and the other pointing to the sky.
(Dude that sucks.)
Alex looked at him strangely, "O-Okay, Adrik. What are you doing?"
(Eh, nothing new, what are you gonna do about it, my dad's a jerk xD)
"Making a dramatic announcement, this is usually where the episode would end and we'd all narrate what will come in the next episode as a catchy pop song would play!" He yelled, jumping up and down, his sunglasses falling off of the top of his head and back on his face.
Alex shrugged. His nervousness seeming to fade away, "I have no idea what you're talking about. Like in a show? But this is reality. Though being in a show would be cool. Or a book, that would be better."
Adrik shrugged, snapping his fingers.
"We need to clean you up if you want to be a proper host!" He smirked, pointing to the group.
"Come on people! We need a proper outfit for our poor, sweet, Alex, somebody get my hairstylist on the phone!" He clapped his hands together, wrapping his arm around Alex's shoulders, and leading him away.
"Come, tell us what you are like, maybe you could be the nerd type?" He said, tilting his head to the side.
"Um, I like books," Alex thought for a second, "And sweets, coffees pretty good, and uh I don't like socializing. It gives me anxiety."
Adrik nodded, patting Alex on the back.
"How about..uh.." He looked around, his eyebrows scrunched up as he thought.
"Grey? Any Ideas?"
Alex looked at Adrik, "About what?"
"Why, what kind of host you are of course!" He exclaimed, giving him a closed eyed smile, "For example, I'm the 'Bad Boy Type'."
He smirked, crossing his arms over his chest.
(If ya want to you can say what host type you are, you can go ahead)
"You don't seem like a bad boy though," Alex said curiously.
“I agree.”