The next few days of my life and spent bumming around the apartment and making my room look like a room. Mike said he was talking to a few people about a job and although I told him I could take care of it, he insisted and told me not to worry about it. I finally cleaned up all of Mike's extra junk and put it in the closet along with my new clothes. I found a lamp and a table and made an end table to put next to my matress. I also bought a curtain and blinds. It finally looked like a bedroom, even though it was mostly empty.
The rest of the bumming consisted of watching television alone and with Mike. It's hard to actually watch anything with him though because he likes to pick on me, pull my hair, wrestle, and pinch the little fat I have on my arm. It's like having a big brother. He hasn't been home in recent days though. He leaves at night and comes home in the mornings and sleeps all day.
On Monday he decides to wake me up like he had before, sitting on me. This time, he bounces up and down until I start yelling. He laughs and gets up and I get up in defeat.
"You know, I don't wake you up." I grumble.
"Maybe you should, then we'd be even."
"Why'd you wake me up this time?"
"Because I have a proposal."
I wait and he just stares at me. "And that is..."
"Oh! Yeah, okay. You remember Hannah, yes?"
"Yeah, she's cool." I did like her, she was really nice.. to me at least.
"I've been talking to her and she said that if you were up to it that she could use help around the shop. She needs a desk attendant because there are only three artists there and they're usually pretty busy."
I squeal. "That's only my fucking dream job Mike, you have no idea."
"Your dream job is to work as a secretary?"
I roll my eyes. "No work at a tattoo shop, fucker."
"We've talked about this hostility! I can quickly tell her that you suck and she shouldn't hire you."
"And then you won't get money for rent."
"I'll call her in a little bit." He smiles. "Oh and by the way," he starts before leaving. "You should really wear clothes to bed." He winks and closes my door. I look down to see my naked boobs and once again I roll my eyes.
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These are kinda lackadaisical but we have a bunch of drama coming up really soon.
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Diamonds and Why Men Buy Them [Mike Fuentes]
FanfictionMickey was a girl who had nothing but the clothes on her back, In desperate need of help. Maybe an old friend could help her back on her feet.