everything i wanted- DNF Fanfiction

~ Black Mambo ~

Clay and George were heading to the restaurant now, pulling into the parking lot. "Who are these friends anyway?" Clay shut his door, locking the car as they made their way to the door. "Uhh, old ones." He flashed George a smile.

Clay walked them to a table, a man with bright, ginger hair and a streak of white jumping up and hugging Clay with a hard slap to the back. "Clay! It's been too long." Clay hugged him back, "Honestly, though you're the one who moved across the state."

"Eh, you win some, you lose some." He glanced behind Clay at George who gave him a soft smile. "Who's this?" George extended his hand as Clay motioned him to sit in the booth. "I'm George, a newer friend of Clay's."

The man shook George's hand firmly, "Floris." George couldn't hide his surprise. "That's very unique." He sat, Clay scooting in next to him. "It's Dutch." George nodded slowly, "That would explain the accent."

"Right-o." Floris smiled before sitting opposite of them, elbowing the boy next to him. "Don't be awkward and say hello." The younger blond waved shyly, "Hello."

"And your name?" Floris continued quietly.

"I'm Tom, but you can call me Tommy. Or just Tom." George smiled sweetly at the boy, "It's very nice to meet you, Tommy."

"Tommy's my little brother from another mother. Literally." Clay leaned over to ruffle Tommy's hair. George looked at him, clearly confused, but Clay shrugged him off. "I'll explain later. Floris's family takes care of him now."

George made a note to ask about it later.

They ate and got to know each other a little better. Tommy opened up a bit more towards the end of the dinner, telling George all about his Minecraft world he'd invested so much time into and Floris told Clay all about this great coding opportunity in California.

"I still have a few months of school left, Floris. I can't just up and leave when I'm so close." Clay pushed his plate forward a bit, folding his hands in his lap.

"Sure but this job doesn't require you to even have a degree! It's easy and hires based on experience. You just code something for them and if they like it, they hire you."

"I've already invested so much money— as well as my parents— into this college. I'd be wasting their money and mine, plus my time." Clay emphasized the last word. "Besides, this sounds like a... different job."

George caught his tone and looked at him. Clay was focused on Floris who was giving him a guilty look. "It's not, I swear." He leaned in closer to Clay, muttering. "I told you I wouldn't offer you something like that again."

Clay sighed heavily through his nose, "I'll think about it." Floris raised a brow in disbelief. "I swear. You have my word." Floris' expression changed quickly, sending a smile across his face. "Perfect! I'll take that. Should I tell them or..?"

"No. I- I don't know if I want to but tell them I'll think about it." Floris nodded, reaching into his pocket and handing Clay a business card. "You tell them. They find you very promising and are waiting." Clay hesitantly took the card, looking at it.

George leaned over to look at it. His parents knew a lot of people but he didn't recognize the last name. He looked at Clay's expression which was mostly apathetic. It was always so difficult to read him and George hated that. "You look worried." He spoke quietly, sending a shiver down Clay's spine.