The Blonde at the Bar (DNF)

Chapter 3: Life's a Gamble

Hello:) Just wanted to start this chapter by saying thanks so much for all the love and support I've received already. This pandemic has been increasingly hard on all of our minds and the little messages you've been sending me have helped me get through one day at a time. I love and appreciate all of you and you keep me motivated to keep writing. 

That being said, this story is starting out a little slow but WORRY NOT, it'll get nice and steamy soon:) ENJOY!

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George slept well that night. Maybe it was because of the extra pill he'd taken to numb his still pounding head or maybe it was the thick pile of cash that was now stashed under his mattress.

Selling the watch had been easy. George picked the first asshole with deep pockets he could find in town. One of those rich scumbags who hang around low-level bars when they're hiding from their wives. The man had taken his time examining the watch and started his offer at a simple one grand.

George had let out a snort.

He was no expert, but he knew the watch was worth at least triple that. He'd managed to raise the man to 5K by the end of the deal. It wasn't quite enough for him and Sapnap to blow town but it was a start, a big start. A small part of George felt bad for manipulating Dream, he'd seemed genuinely apologetic when he'd returned to the bar last night. But he'd decided anyone who wore a watch like that could probably spare a few bucks anyway.

He and Sapnap got ready for work at a snail's pace that day, Sapnap had spent the morning trying to convince George to buy all this fancy crap they'd never actually need with their newfound riches.

"How can you say no to a chocolate fountain?!" Sapnap gasped in disbelief.

"We don't need that Nick, what we need is to save up for a place somewhere that's not here." George insisted stubbornly.

"BUT IT COMES WITH LITTLE MARSHMALLOWS SHAPED LIKE KITTENS!" He whined.

After bickering all the way to work George had given in and made the unnecessary purchase. After all, 4.7K and a chocolate fountain was still a good start.

Sapnap and George shuffled into work, completing the same daily routine as if it was robotic. Washing tables, dusting off glasses, cleaning the washrooms, and stocking the bar.

That night's shift felt long and slow to George as he longed for his bed. His mind wandered to the fluffy pile of bills in his possession.

It wasn't long before they closed for the night. The two boys took their time finishing their drinks and closing up, savoring every sip of their stolen liquor.

As they were walking out the door, Sapnap turned back.

"I'll meet you outside, I forgot my wallet in the back."

George nodded and pushed his way through the front doors.

He wasn't paying attention as he unchained his bike.

Suddenly a pair of large, strong hands grabbed him by the collar and shoved him up against the side of the building. George's small hands gripped the man's wrists frantically but they were massive compared to his own. His feet swung wildly to reach the ground.

George was tired, disoriented, and confused.

As his brain tried to catch up and figure out what was going on, a familiar stimulant entered his nostrils.

Lavender.

Suddenly George was wide awake. His eyes shot up to meet Dreams just as the blonde growled,