d a r k e r l u s t

four

i wake up, still hungover from last night. i'm off today, but a new guy is joining us at work. brendon says he's impressive, so i'm sticking around to watch him perform. his name's tyler. i walked into the break room to see him drinking a red bull.

"hey!" he says in a gravelly, higher voice. "nice to meet you, gerard. heard a lot of good things about you." 

"likewise," i say as i smile. he's a young kid, which is a little sad. it hurts me to see someone with such potential working in a place like this. but if he likes the work, who am i to judge?

pete walks in and smiles. "first day! you can do it! you're on in five." he says.

"yessir," tyler says with a sloppy salute.

he walks near the door. "good luck," i say.

he looks over. "i don't need luck, gee. i've got an ass." tyler says with a wink.

i laugh. he'll be fun to hang around.