🎶My uptown girl🎶
-Billy Joel
The pair sat in the cell, opposite to each other, back against the wall.
Hunter stared at the man in front of him, curious as to many things about him.
Why he was here- in lock up- and acted like he was at home? How he had a phone on him? And why was he being stared at murderously?
Flynn hadn't seemed much of a threat at the beginning, every bone of his screamed trouble, it did, trust him oh Lord it did, but it was a childish mischief. Not...murderous mischief.
The glint in his eyes, the stony face, the quiet and uncomfortable air between them.
Scary.
Hunter clears his throat, breaking the staring contest, "Flynn, so, what're you in for?"
Flynn tilts his head, maniac Hunter thought, insane.
He wasn't blinking, wasn't saying anything, face blank and his figure still.
"Funny you ask, been two nights since you're here, should've asked me before." No emotion.
Hunter nervously chuckles, his face and big boy act dropping. Flynn joins in, cackling at his cellmate's fear.
He calms down, that cackling turning into wheezes and he falls onto his side, "I'm sorry, oh my god, this was hilarious," he laughs, grabbing onto his chest to stop spluttering.
"Oh the joys of scaring cell buddies," he sighs, "well, not for long anyways, but to answer your question, I'm here for stealing, a few days lock up and then I'm out," he says, a bright smile on his face, "till I commit another crime like fraud and find myself here again."
"So you know it's wrong, but you still do it?"
He nods, "I guess it's the thrill that excites me, being bad, the adrenaline, the sin." He runs a hand through his hair, "plus the ladies love bad boys." winking slyly, he crawls closer to Hunter.
"What's your story?"
The hazel eyed car mechanic that has no idea just shrugs, "Girlfriend's father hates me."
"Why?"
He shrugs again, and waits, Caleb said he'd be there by after midnight and it was already 1 am.
They had been in a long staring competition, blinking, but not moving there gaze anywhere else before Hunter had broken their stare earlier.
"I got my ass kicked by some woman's boyfriend once cause we had sex," Flynn starts all of a sudden, wanting to humor Hunter, "I don't do cheating, she said they'd broken up for good, two days later they're together again."
"Been there, done that, broke a fucker's nose for getting into my face and accusing me of shit."
Flynn whistles, "Break up with your girlfriend papi, I'm here."
"Nah man, get yourself some rapunzel who hits you with a frying pan, I'm too boring for you." He waves off, "And I'm in love with my girlfriend."
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Downtown Boy
Romance"You've said it before, you would rather something worse than want me." I murmur back, it felt so good. Not him, the feeling. Don't laugh. "I have, haven't I?" by the song: Uptown girl
