[claps loudly before sticking the 10 dollar bill in his pants, stands up and wraps her arms around his neck] That was glorious. [laughs] You should sing for me more often. I don’t get to hear it enough and I like it.
[gives her the side eye] I’m no singer, baby. [rests his hands at her hips and stares into her eyes] But for you, anything.
[pulls out a 10 dollar bill and waves it around as she watches him] Wooo! [laughs and moves along with the music]
[smirks when he sees her having fun, continues lip synching] Secrets I have held in my heart…[struts towards her, trying not to laugh and pulls off his shirt, tossing it to the side. Curls his fingers under the hem of his tank top] And let me be the portable heater….[slowly removes it up and over his head, beckons her towards him, completely shirtless]
Hahaha, yeah, for those that can actually use it. How’s it going, man?
For sure. Not bad. It’s been a pretty slow week but I’ve managed to get some shit done here and there. How about you? How’s your week so far?
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She expected his eagerness, tossing another smile in Christian’s direction and pointedly ignoring the blond with the unfortunate haircut. Rodrigo’s threats were effective, and she nodded when Christian finally gave in. “Wonderful. So, all you have to do is take off your clothes, and put on a costume. You’ll be playing the role of Jesus. Wig, robes, the whole lot. Are you okay with makeup?” She didn’t bother waiting for his reply, merely waving her hand and continuing. “Nevermind, you’ll be fine. But yes, this particular plot involves zombie makeup. A little fake blood. And doing your best walker impression while lumbering from the cemetery to the chapel, during Easter Sunday mass. Now, most people are unwilling to participate, because they’re boring, but I won’t have that problem with you, right Chris? You seem like you can keep up. I don’t have to tell you that discretion is key. No one can no about this.” Hazel eyes narrowed slightly and Quinn stepped closer, making sure to glance at every boy in the small group, memorizing their faces. “I’m not a fan of snitches, boys. Threats get made, lives get ruined…it’s all a messy business. Best to avoid it by keeping your mouths shut.” The sweet smile was back in place, and she laughed at the visible shudder that ran through the group before turning to the dark-haired teen. “But as for Christian here, you’ll certainly get something good for helping me out. And I promise you’ll like it.”
Rodrigo admired Quinn. It was tough to find someone as sinister as he was and her watched her go with a grin on his face. He rested his elbow on his hand and traced his lips with his fingertip, staring at the boys intensely as she spoke to make sure sure they knew this wasn’t some game. When Quinn was done explaining her plan he smirked and patted the boy’s back roughly. “Well, that’s not so bad. Quinn always keeps her promises after all. Now, my rules. You do as she says. She finds the makeup, the costume, the wig, everything you need and the day of, we’re going to meet. Actually, let me do you one better. I’m going to meet you on Sunday morning. I’m going to knock on your door just once and you’re going to be ready. We’re going to do a run through and when I think you’re ready, we’ll start the show. I’m going to sit in the front row and I’ll have a tiny camera. Again, no snitching. I hate that shit.” he once again looked up to the boys and back at Christian. “The most you’ll get? Maybe a detention or two? It’ll be entertaining! C’mon buddy, let’s see you smile. And once it’s over, I’ll have something for you too. So, double prizes.” He smiled widely and leaned in to whisper in the boy’s ear. “I promised Quinn a good video. I know you’ll follow through.” He pat the boy’s back once more and handed him his phone. “I’m going to need your room number and telephone number.” The boy didn’t retaliate. Instead, he took Rodrigo’s phone and began typing his information in. Digging his hands into his pocket, Rodrigo looked around. “This is nice. Making friends, Celebrating lent with my schoolmates.”
[lets out a loud laugh before getting up and walking toward the door, closes it before reaching for her purse] Hold on [sifts through her purse and pulls out her wallet, sits back down on the bed] The more you take off, the more I pay.
[arches an eyebrow] Yeah? Well, you know I like a healthy competition. [licks his lips and slowly moves his hips side to side, lip syncing to the song] you call the shots, babe….[begins unbuttoning his shirt slowly, keeping his gaze on her] I just wanna be yours.