Hello Daddy... (CHARMIE)

Ch2

He'd received a reply almost immediately after his message had gone through, the ping of the inbox chime making him scramble off the floor and back onto his desk chair, trying to remember to take deep breaths as he fumbled to click on the little icon, still feeling monumentally stupid that he had even tried this in the first place, and more than a little out of his league, here, because this was a whole new level of.....well, everything, for him, and he had no idea what to expect and wow what if this guy was just replying with a dick pic or something that would be terrible and Timmy had been stupid enough to send him his class schedule, he'd completely forgotten his rationale last night about maybe being murdered but it was too late to turn back now because he'd already clicked on the message, and-

It looks like you're free after four-thirty today, and I am as well. I'm not sure what campus you're on but if there's a place near your classes you'd like to meet just send the address and I can be there by five pm.

He hadn't signed it, but it was from the same account as the night before, HarVDent, and Timmy wasn't dumb, he knew his Batman comics, and he was really hoping the name referred to the guy being a lawyer or something and not, like, a two-faced murdering creep and oh fuck he was definitely going to end up murdered. Timmy rubbed his hands over his face, cursing under his breath and risking the old chair breaking to spin it in a circle while he thought, wobbling on it slightly, before turning back to the computer and replying-

Maman Café, Vina Hill. It's the only one, you can't miss it.
~Sweet Tea

And hit send before he could regret doing it, or think any more about how he might get fucking murdered. And now that he was meeting with a potential sugar daddy, he realized, he needed to fucking shower and probably wear something on the nice side and his fucking water hardly worked and he kicked the desk in frustration, making it wobble precariously and he snatched the laptop off of it out of habit, just in case the fucking thing broke this time.

Depositing the laptop on the bed, he dug through his closet, tossing out nice enough clothes, and maneuvered his way into the shower, shivering when the trickle of water that came out was cold, again, but he managed to get clean and dressed and grab all his things in time to make his train to school, so really, it was a bonus.

He ignored the pain in his stomach halfway through the day reminding him all he'd eaten was an apple, and dug through his wallet, swearing. He had five bucks to his name and he didn't get paid for another three days.

So he just shifted his back higher on his shoulder and kept going through the motions of classes, kissing Saoirse on the cheek when he walked into his composition class, settling next to Ansel and stretching his legs out.

When Saoirse reached over and dropped a bag on his desk.

"Thanks, Sersh, I love random bags of stuff just being dumped on me." She rolled her eyes and kicked him under his desk as students filed in.

"Just open it, Sweet Tea." Timmy rolled his eyes and fumbled to untie the plastic handles of the bag and then stared into it, rolling his lips between his teeth and swallowing hard because wow, he was not going to be that guy who cried in the middle of class, especially not over two boxes of poptarts, cans of soup and green beans, and apples shoved into a grocery bag and unceremoniously shoved at him by his best friend, who knew he wouldn't ask for the fucking things or ask for help at all, really, and so she just sprung shit like this on him so he couldn't say no, and he cleared his throat, nodding once and tying the bag again.

"Thanks, Sersh, seriously," he said, setting it gently next to his backpack and smiling when she reached over to squeeze his fingers before returning to her conversation with Ansel. He tapped his fingers against his desk for a minute, considering, and then when the teacher breezed into the room, leaned over and said, very quickly, "I have a meeting with a potential sugar daddy after this class, by the way, just thought the two of you should know!"