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Ugh. That jerky white kid was back at the house again this morning. After the...issue...that had arisen when Alec, Jerkface, and Weird Girl had woken up sharing a bed, Alec had been more than happy to spend all of yesterday avoiding them, even if that had meant participating in the paintball thing. But he hadn't had any of his fake credit cards or IDs on him, so he'd ended up going back to the house last night.

To find Jerkface also there. Ugh. And he thought Weird Girl might have been around, too, but she was fast and kinda creepy, so it wasn't like he'd gone looking.

So Alec was out of the house as soon as he was up (at the crack of noon!), casually swiping one of the expensive laptops that had been lying around. Maybe if he could hack into that (maybe? HA!), he could get himself an ID and a cash stream and away from the house. Before Jerkface could decide to beat him up for, like, existing or whatever.

The sign on the restaurant's window caught his eye:

Today's Specials
Yeah, we know you don't have money. Come in and get a meal and pay us back next week. Unless you're Eliot, Hardison, Miguel, or Kanan Caleb. You gotta work.
Spaghetti and Meatballs
Crockpot Chicken Noodle Soup
Shrimp Fajitas (You're welcome, adults)


Free food? Ish? Alec was going to worry about why he was singled out later. He was going in to peel some potatoes and get a huge helping of spaghetti and meatballs.

[Content Warning for a physical fight in the Eliot/Hardison thread with underlying homophobic tones. Please practice good self-care when deciding whether to read, my dears.]

Date: 2018-06-07 11:06 pm (UTC)
vdistinctive: (cheesecake - fight-face)
From: [personal profile] vdistinctive
Eliot let out another roar at that and tried to break past the cook and now the dishwasher, his fists already swinging.

"Shut up, you little freak!"

Well. At least he wasn't using any specifically homophobic slurs?

Date: 2018-06-07 11:07 pm (UTC)
deaddadsclub: (teen - tired)
From: [personal profile] deaddadsclub
"Ah," Cristina said. She raised her book at Eliot again threateningly as the kitchen staff dragged him away to throw him in the freezer, then looked back at the kid on the floor. "You need better boyfriends."

Date: 2018-06-07 11:14 pm (UTC)
deaddadsclub: (teen - side-eye)
From: [personal profile] deaddadsclub
"Man. All I got was a swanky hotel room full of medical journals and tequila." She set her book down on a nearby table and offered Alec a hand. "Not super bad. Unless you've got a clotting disorder or something."

Date: 2018-06-08 01:07 am (UTC)
deaddadsclub: (teen - side-eye)
From: [personal profile] deaddadsclub
"And end up with Honky McTemper over there? Hell no. He's not my type."

Date: 2018-06-08 01:32 am (UTC)
deaddadsclub: (teen - glasses smoke)
From: [personal profile] deaddadsclub
"Him? Way too high profile." Cristina shook her head. "He'll go back to Podunk, Arkansas or wherever he's from, get some dead end factory job, and eventually go down for beating his wife. All the while moaning about what hot shit he was in high school."

Date: 2018-06-08 09:16 pm (UTC)
deaddadsclub: (teen - glasses smoke)
From: [personal profile] deaddadsclub
"Maybe he'll blow out his knees and get addicted to painkillers. That'd be pretty funny."

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