Sweat dripped from Owen's face as he had been jerking off to Korean lesbian porn. A low moan and grunt escaped his mouth when he had picked up the speed and touched the slit of his penis. The clicking of heels could be heard just from outside his bedroom. Seconds later, his very own mother walks in on him, hands around his balls, computer on a porn website, headphones in, and sweat dripping. "Owen! How could you? What on the earth is that on your screen, young man?" his mother was very fucking disappointed in her son.
"Go outside and make some friends, maybe find yourself a girlfriend and then do all that disgusting acts with her!" Then, she slammed the door and walked away. Owen sighed to himself, got up, turned around and shut off his computer.
"Won't be needin' that for a few hours, hah." He dressed quickly after showering and headed outside as his mother wished. A head of green hair passed by him, catching his eye.
He followed the person once finding them in suit. The person with the green turned around to the other with the white and black. "Well, hi," the voice came off smooth and calm, "What brings you to follow me this evening?" Manners. Very well mannered. Maybe it was just for show-off and so he could become friends with more people. Definitely not like Owen.
"Uh, just that green head of yours." Owen said, adding a chuckle. Great, he was being more awkward than he was when he first started to discover cheesing off.
Owen looked down at his feet, waiting for some kind of answer. "Oh, well, the color changes every week." Let's call him Greenie for now.
"Interesting. What color is next week's going to be?" Owen asked, actually interested in something.
"It's going to be yellow next week." Greenie answered calmly and politely.
"Cool," God, could he get any more awkward? "What's your name? Mine's Owen." Owen looked down at his beaten down shoes.
"It's Alex. Nice to meet you, Owen." Owen nods and hums a "mhm" back.
Alex looked around the area, probably looking for an excuse to leave. "Uh, here, take my number and call anytime!" Alex flashed a smile and kept walking the way he had originally been going to. He left just like that before Owen could say anything else. A lot of people couldn't care less about Owen, and he knew it. Owen sighs, rubs his eyes and yawns.
Maybe he should go to the park, it's nice out anyways. Ah, but there will be kids. Owen went anyways, even though he hated kids more than anything, especially babies. The hate was returned from children as well, though. Any kid he had met immediately ran away or started crying, sometimes both. Yeah, yeah, he was one when he was younger, but that's not a good excuse for why they are so bratty and he should spoil them until they die.
When he arrived, he immediately regretted it. Kids yelling, tugging on their dads or moms, saying, "Mommy! Daddy! Let's go see that movie next week! Let's go here next time, too!" He felt so bad for parents, especially his parents that had to care for him ever since he had escaped from his mom's stomach area. Owen looked at the kids sliding down the horrific slides, jumping off swings and scraping their knees, crying in the process.
Green hair dashed across Owen again, confusing him. "Whoa, someone's in a hurry." He ignored it for now and continues strolling along the side. The kids who were crying got a treat from a familiar set of green hair. Ah, Greenie.
Wait, shit, Greenie? Owen turned around and retraced his tracks and went to Alex, or who it seemed to be. He looked at the kid that Greenie was talking to currently. "It's okay, here, a yellow banana band-aid!" A smile was attached to the words and the movement of putting the object on the scraped knee. Kid shouldn't have even jumped off if they didn't want to get hurt. What was Greenie's name again? Alfred? Alec? Alex? Alex sounds best.
"Yo, Alex," Owen says, approaching him.
"Huh? Oh, hey, Owen." Alex smiled and looked at the kid once again before getting up from squatting.
"Crazy seeing you here." Owen says, watching the kid go off with their parent. "Wanna walk together? Just, like, around town?" he invited, nervous of Alex's reaction.
"Yeah! That's fine."
Owen and Alex swayed along the roadside, pointing out pretty flowers and trying to find out their names. It was almost like... A date kind of. Or at least that's what it felt like to Owen.
