Pretty Young Thing

It wasn't as if I was planning to go out with my friends that night, I had plans to stay home and finish some work that I had promised my boss tomorrow. I needed to file all the invoices - a rather tiresome and dull task. I sighed and fidgeted at my desk. My mates were all bugging me about going to the bar with them but I resisted and continued to sit there, sorting the invoices from students in alphabetical order like I had been told to.

After a few minutes I winced as the thin paper glided softly over the edge of my index finger, leaving a red line that began slightly oozing blood. "Shit." I muttered and held my hand up to the dim cheap lamp sitting on my wooden desk. A few seconds later I stood up and walked over to the sink in the kitchen, running the wound under some cold water. I eyed all the papers that I still needed to sort out. There looked to be at least 200 of the fuckers. I begrudgingly sighed and checked my finger again. It was bleeding less now - but I wasn't so keen on returning back to work just yet to get another paper cut. I huffed and decided I needed something to eat.

I need to replace the bulbs in my fridge soon. The previous owners had left it here; a kind of hand me down I guess. I tapped my tattooed finger on the shiny white door, before deciding that I wasn't hungry; I just bored. I poured myself a glass of water and slouched against the grimy kitchen counter. A loud ringing filled the room and my phone vibrated obnoxiously in my jean-clad pocket. I grumbled, placed my now half-empty glass of water in the sink, and pulled out my phone. I had smashed the screen a few months ago; it had a large ugly crack skimming across the grubby glass. It was my friend. Kyle. I faltered for a second debating whether I should answer or not. He was just going to try and persuade me to join him at the bar. Kyle always got his way with me - no matter what he was asking for. I picked up and held the phone up to my ear.

"Hey buddy!" I could hear his cheery voice pierce through the phone slightly too loudly and I moved the phone slightly away from my ear. "Hey dude." I mumbled and quickly finished the rest of my water; letting him continue.

"Where are you?" I could hear the smile in his sultry voice. "At home, finishing some stuff I promised my boss I would do for her." "The hot one?" He giggled childishly - he had obviously started drinking already. I frowned. I didn't think of her as 'hot' - I wasn't even into women. But I guess she wasn't ugly so I nodded. "U-um, yeah." I stuttered as I realized he couldn't see me. "Nice dude. Maybe she could return you a favor eh?" He snickered and I sighed. "She's not my type dude - you know that." "Well then don't hesitate to send her my way." He sneered and I toyed with the idea of hanging up on his drunken ass. "What did you want Kyle?" I groused and flicked my eyes over the paper cut that was still littering my finger. "I want you to come to bar dude, fuck the work." He explained and I subconsciously rolled my eyes. "I need to do this. I promised and I can't lose another job." I cautioned and he groaned a complaint on the other side of the line. "Tell you what. Come to the bar and I will do it all for you. We need to catch up buddy - haven't seen you in a while." He spoke slightly slurred. What could the harm be? I would be getting out of this work and not risking myself any more paper cuts. I would probably also gain a few free drinks for Kyle - perhaps something else if I got enough alcohol into him. I smirked. "Sure man, be there in like half an hour." A loud clatter arose from the speaker. Kyle's voice reappeared a few seconds later. "Sorry, dropped my phone. What did you say?" He slurred and I stifled a laugh by chewing on my pierced lip, running my tongue over the cool metal. "I said I will be there in a few." I repeated and scratched my scorpion tattoo lightly. "Okay see you then Frankie." He chirped and I hung up before he could.

Notes

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