Sweetness

Chapter 3

Beam didn't know what to expect when he meet Prink the day after he received her email at the library.

He liked his campus' library; it's quite, cold and most importantly, the wifi's top notch and free. He already waited for ten minutes. If Prink didn't come in five, he'll just went to his part-time job. Then he saw her.

The Star of the university is beautiful, smart and, most significant, rich. Her brown hair looked immaculate, her makeup natural but no speck out of line. She brought a Gucci bag, use a pair of Miu Miu flats while a Tag Hauer adorn her slim wrist.

She looks classy and damn expensive.

"Oh, Beam! I thought you won't come. Thank you na. Let's have a talk in a cooler corner, the windows made me feels hot."

Beam only nod and took his bag with him. He let Prink brought him to cooler and emptier corner. The girl open her bag and took out her phone. She write a message then smiled at him.

"So, let me be to the point, Ok? I heard you are in tight spot on money. I had a proposition for you."

Prink tapped her nail on her phone. Beam didn't know what to think. What kind of proposition Prink want to offer?

"Is it tutor job? I do have a slot on Friday for one more student. I can teach Math  and English", Beam offered.

Prink smiled and shaked her head. She looked at his face; scrutinized his features, his proportion, his gestures. He felt slightly odd with it.

"Tell me, Beam, are you comfortable with accompanying people?", she asked.

Beam didn't really get what she means and Prink knew this. She tried to elaborate her question.

"You know; talk to them, giving them attention, being with them at social occasions - things like that. And you could get special priviliged if you're willing to give more. A lot of people acctually like this kind of arrangement, you know."

"I don't think I get what you mean, Prink. What kind of job do you want to offer? Is it being an asistant for elder people? I'm okay with that; I had experience with this job before."

Prink just laughed at his question. He truly didn't get it. Why the hell this girl laughed at him?

"No, Beam. What I want to offer you is being an escort. An arm candy if you wish. The pay is good, the client is rich. And if you're lucky, maybe you could nabbed a sugarmommy or sugardaddy for yourself."

Beam could only gaped at her. She want him to be a what?!

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Kit knew there's something bothering Beam.

His roommate anxiously tidied up their apartment like there's a surprise visit from a TV show or something. He tidied up everything; from the glasses on the cupboard till the shoe racks. Ok, it's called for intervention.

"BEAM! Sit down, now!"

Kit's shouting seemed snapped Beam from his tidying frenzy. His pupils blown, his back straighten and his hands left the stack of study materials that he fiddled for tge last five minutes. Beam then turned to scowl at Kit and sighed.

Kit put up a big smile on his face and pat the couch. "Put your butt on the couch and tell me what's wrong. You've been on tidying frenzy for almost an hour and it drove me crazy! What's up, Beam?"

Beam bit his lip. He didn't know how to tell Kit about what's on his mind. But maybe he could start from the beginning.

"Ai Kitty, you know that Prink send me an email right? It's indeed a proposition for a.. job? It's kinda confusing about what she said about it. It's not something illegal, maybe?, but not something I feel comfortable doing."

Beam rubbed his neck.

"Then on my way home, the parent of my student calls me to let me know that this month will be the last month I could tutor their kids because they will move to another city. They invite me to attend the farewell party on Sunday.

"After that call, P'Kim, you know my co-worker at the cafe? Right, he called and informed me that there's an accident at the cafe that burned down the kitchen and made me loose my part time job because they need to do renovation. The cafe owner, the one you said looks like a sloppy drunk, indeed a sloppy drunkard."

Beam bit his lip. He felt tired to the bone and worrying were his biggest mistake. It's a very unproductive way to spend energy.

Kit stay quiet the whole time and asked the dreadened question.

"What's the job that Prink offer you?"

Beam smiled a little, sheepishly. "Long story short, she said I could be a sugarbaby if I want."

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