I WANT YOU TO WANT ME, STANLEY BARBER (ON HOLD)

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I should get a job. Like seriously though, I should. It's not like Chris and Evan are gonna take care of me forever. I'm 17 I need to get a god damn job. Where? I don't fucking know.

Right as I thought that Stanley sent me a text.          

Aye what's good what's popping my neighbor

Hey Stanley are you okay or just high

Ummm I might be a little high but I got to asfhk1 yhou a quedstuon

Okay hit me

Do you need a job?

I guess why?

OMG we could work together at the bowling alley I work at :)

Okay what do I have to do to get the job then

Nothing let me do the talking my one and only stoner neighbor ;)

Okay thank you so much Stanley how can I pay you back

You don't have to. Aloha my good friend ;)

Toodles ya dumb Boi

Okay what the actual fuck just happened. Like I'm thinking about jobs then my god Stanley just texts me about me getting a job? Whatever at least I can get some money now.

"Y/NNN! GIRL DO YOU WANT PIZZA OR WHAT?!?" Evan shouts from down stairs.

"I DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE MAKING ANYTHING!" I shout as I am going down the stairs.

As he sees me he quiets down his voice, "Oops." He says as he laughs a bit.

"What type of pizza is it?"

"Well before we went to go get you I went to the market and got-Chicken Bacon Ranch pizza. It's actually delicious." He says with a similar voice Stanley was using. Like that really.

"Sounds interesting," you say,"where's Chris?"

"Probably at a bar banging a slit and getting drunk like all the other nights he's out." Evan says with a monotone voice.

"If your both not happy then why don't you get a divorce?" You question as you eat a slice of pizza.

He sets down his pizza, and that's never a good sign. "Letting go of someone is a lot harder then you may think. Me and Chris have been together for 10 years, through thick and thin. We were never accepted by our parents for being gay so that's why we always wanted a child. To make them feel welcome. So I thought since we would have one we would be happy together again. But I guess some things don't change." As he finishes he looks like he's on the verge of tears.

I can see where he's coming from. When my dad left me and mom when I was a baby, she took everything out on herself with drugs and alcohol. Obviously that didn't end well because-well she died. But now I'm here and I feel like Evan is a pretty nice guy. I don't know that much about Chris though so I can't make an exception to him yet.

"Hey its okay,"  I say as I go in for a hug. He gladly accepts, "If he loses you, that's his loss because you, you are so much more than what he sees."

"Thank you y/n. That really means a lot." He says as he is hugging me.

As we let go, I get this feeling. I don't know what it is but it feels nice.