From a distance, it looked almost as if he were wearing a sort of makeshift hat. He rolled his eyes upward so that he could she her face.

"Ya mean ya can't get up? Yer stuck?" he asked, his voice flat, lacking feeling. Jergens gently raised his head and tilted it upward, hoping that the added gravity would allow her to slip down to his back.

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"Really kid? Am I just like a big slide to ya now?" he suddenly sat up so that she could slide the rest of the way down his body, sitting in a fairly dog-like position with his back legs slayed out underneath as his front legs supported his weight.

((Sorry for the shorter responces ;; ))

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"Uhm... I got an idea! Ya know how to play hide and go seek, kid?" he asked, a devilish light glinting in his eyes.

Yeah, he could be a jerk. But he was tired. Seriously.

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Xylv~ ((Oh, of course! D': I'm sorry that your brain clogged up. Hope it wasn't meeeeee ;; ))

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The man watched at the boy walked past him, a puzzled expression on his face. He managed to understand the basic meaning behind it, and automatically reached for his wallet, gasping when he found that it wasn't there anymore.

Jergens himself had mosied his way back, pretending to look over the same display just as the man had. He turned his head to him, an expression of concern knotted over his features.

"Sir? Is there something wrong?" he asked, his voice laced with just the right amount of confusion for it to beliveable. The man looked over at him in surprise before a little frown creased over his lips. "Did you see someone take it, my good man? Did you see anything?" he asked, instantly falling for his ploy. Jergens inwardly smiled and shook his head before turning around and walking off at a brisk pace, keeping his eye on the boy who had dared to almost rat him out.

Aha! Found... He weaved himself out of the crowd and casually walked beside of him, a malicious grin curling up his lips.

"Hey man, what was up with that shit? Ya almost got me caught, y'know" his voice was a whisper, just lout enough for the other to hear.

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"Look smartass, I'm no moron. I heard that little quip of yers. What was up with that?" he let his bone thin arm slowly slink around his shoulders, directing him to another, less crowded path, talking all the way.

"Please man. I need to eat too. Have a heart for the homeless?" he chuckled bitterly.

"People like ya have no friggen idea. Rich snobby asshole. Seriously, why did ya bother? That man could deal without some cash. I, on the other hand, need a burger. I don't have a weapon, don't bother thinking about it." he put a finger to his lips for a moment.

"Besides, yer pretty damn cute, ya know that?"

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Jergens noticed his... nervousness pretty quickly. After all, it was all over the guy's face. "Chill man, just chill. Wait, ya worried that I'm gonna... oh shit man!" he quickly pulled himself away and shook his head in revulsion, the grin completely gone from his face, replaced with a look of shock and disgust.

Rape.

This guy thought that he, Jergens, was going to rape him? Ugh... It was all so...

"Look, I dunno where ya got that idea, but as a... 'victom' myself, I'm not touching that. Hell no. Ugh... Just..." his voice faltered, breaking even.

"I wouldn't do that crap to ya, man. Just... Ugh.. Ya... Ya don't wanna know how many times... Just..." he placed a hand on his forehead, sighing, a painful sob lodged in his throat.

One of the three things that he was terrified of.

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"For me? Really? Aw, man, that's nice of ya." he cooed, already thinking of various plans that he could somehow snuggle with him. After all, while Jergens did loath sex, he loved physical contact.

And it seemed pretty apparent that he was hungry. Even through his thin dark green hoodie, one could see the bumps of his ribs on his chest, rising and falling with every breath he took. The skin around his arms perfectly stretched around the bone, framing it. Yeah... He was in pretty bad shape.

Still, it was okay. To him at least. Hey, it wasn't everyday that a cute guy would invite ya to his home for food.

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He wasn't flambouyant in the slightest, really. His voice was thick with his New York accent, and pretty raspy to boot. Not to mention his outward appearence just screamed 'straight'.

Well... Looks can certainly be decieving.

"So... Ya have a roommate or somethin'? Someone I should expect?"

Translation: Do you have a boyfriend and/or girlfriend?

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He quickly uncoiled his arm from 'Jarvy', blinking in surprise. "What's with the snake act?" he asked bluntly, not really caring whether or not he offended him.

He moved his arm back, careful not to touch the other's neck. How weird...

"Guy or chick?" he asked, obviously referring to his roommate. If it was a chick, then he'd just come in for the food and leave, but if it was a guy, let alone a guy that wasn't dating this guy, he'd be in Jergy heaven.

He simply walked along with him, looking around for anthing that vaugely resembled an apartment.

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"Rhye?!" he looked over at his new companion. "Rhye as in, like... The Rhye that wears all the weird-ass clothes? The Rhye that always calls ya 'darling'? That Rhye?" he asked, not really knowing whether to be happy or terrified. Granted, Rhye was a lovely meal ticket for a night. But still, he had stolen from him, after all.

There was no answer, so he probably wasn't here. Still, Rhye and this guy living together? Wow...

"I never would have thought that he would get such a nice catch..." he mumbled to himself, just loud enough for 'Jarvy' to hear.

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He followed him along, biting back laughter at 'Jarvy's' pathetic attempts to keep him from taking things. Hell, he loved a good challenge. Stealing from under one's nose. That was always good.

"Jarvy. I'll eat anything that ya throw at me." he grinned, leaning over on one of the kitchen's counters.

((fkjfkf I'm going to bed now xD So friggen tired...))

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"Well... Since I was twelve, really" Jergens tapped his lip and thought for a little while, digging up all the suppresed memories.

Or so it seemed.

"My parents threw me out when they caught me makin' my way with another guy." he smirked, making sure to note the other's reaction. He made it even worse by his next comment.

"Rhye invited me home one evening." he added simply.

'Jarvy' could interpret that anyway he wished.

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Sithers~ ((8D;;; You mean I'm not going to be beaten into a bloody pulp? OH HAPPY DAY!))

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He casually walked over and slunk his arm around 'Jarvy' again, making sure not to touch the back of his neck. "As queer as a three dollar bill." he proclaimed, almost deliberatly purring out the words. He noted with mild amusement how the brunette kept trying to make sure that he wasn't going to try stealing anything. Please... Jergens was no amature. Either way, the job would be done. Like it or not, this guy was an easy as Hell target.

"Ya got a problem with queers, Jarvy?" he asked, his voice taking on a threatening tone. After all, he had kicked out of God knows how many houses just because of his own silly sexuality. People could really be such assholes sometimes.

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Still, bi meant that he had a chance to get himself a few days to stay here. Plus, this guy was fun to mess with. He simply loved messing with people. It was like a neverending pastime for him to make toys out of them.

At 'Jarvy's' question he simply cocked an eyebrow at him."I'm always hungry, Jarvy" he smiled, and steered him toward the kitchen.

Of course, he also noted which pocket his wallet was in.

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