Time for work (boyxboy)

Epilogue: Finding a job

Hello there everybody! *waves* I hope you'll enjoy this story as much as I enjoyed writing it!
To make sure we're all on the same page here, this is a boyxboy story meaning that this includes boys taking a liking in other boys. Aka, gay! This story contains swear words and some smut scenes to quench your thirst so if you are sensitive to these categories ( I doubt it tho...knowing wattpad readers, this is what you want XD ) I suggest you stop right now and find more refreshing and innocent stories to keep you preoccupied. That is all I have to say!
Hope u like it!
-Alpha

Chris Colfer as Parker Brooks

Parker
I need a job.

Badly.

And I'm not the kind of guy to sell my body for money. That's not how I roll.

I have considered it.

But then I saw pictures of STDs online and those thoughts leaked out of my brain faster than explosive diarrhoea. Trust me, I've been there.

I need money to pay for university because my excuse of a father left me to die in a hole. I should've tried to find a job sooner but I was concentrating on my grades, not wanting them to get lower than 85%. All I want to do is graduate and get the hell out of here. Start a new life, a new family, not like the broken one I grew up with. I want someone to wake up to in the morning. To grill me some bacon with extra fat. I want the warmth of a body next to mine in bed and most of all, I want a dog that I would name Krusty Krabs.

But I can't.

At least not now. All I need is a fucking job.

I looked at the tall window-covered skyscraper towering above me. I don't even know what people do in there. What are their jobs? Who cares. I'm going in.

I entered the automatic doors, enjoying the gust of warm air that greeted me.

"Holy Snicker bars", I mutter. " This is fancy as hell". And it really was. The floor was completely made out of marble and the furniture looked damn expensive. Comfortable looking sofas littered the room and it took a lot of nerves not to sit down on one and pass out from exhaustion. The whole place glittered and I was seconds away from asking the person nearest to me if the Power Puff Girls threw a party in here. Too be honest, I looked extremely out of place in my tight black shirt and skinny jeans.

I slowly made my way towards the front desk grinning at the blonde middle aged woman sitting there with a bored expression. Okay, I have to make a good first impression.

"Hello, how can I help you?", she asked, glancing at my outfit with a look of disgust. BIATCH.

"Umm...yeah....hi..my name is Parker and I was wondering if you got any job offers?", I awkwardly stuttered. Damn it and my inability to control my tongue.

The woman snorted and I blinked. What did I do wrong? I just fucking asked for a job! No need to get bitchy on me you round-headed piece of ass.

She opened her mouth, her eyes twinkling maniacally probably about to tell me to get out of this pixie-dust covered lobby when she glanced behind me. Her eyes widened and she quickly got out a pocket mirror out of her bra, quickly checking her lipstick and her eyeliner as I just stood there staring, freezing as I heard footsteps behind me.

"Well hello there, I haven't seen you here before", a deep voice stated behind me.

I turned around and came face to face with a name tag clearly printed in bold letters:

Manager Soss

HOLY SHIT! THIS IS THE FREAKING MANAGER!

But....

What kind of name is that?

And me, being the queen of all stupidity...

laughed my fucking flat ass off.