ao3: minthalo
this one is really long but really goodEddie sits awake in his bedroom at two in the morning, his roommates asleep in their own rooms across the hall. Eddie, however, came home from work roughly an hour ago, they had a rough close on top of a sales floor meeting, so he got out of work half an hour later than expected, and had to take the long way home, his usual bus route was closed for the night.
He crosses his legs in his desk chair, forcing himself to concentrate on his Econ homework due the next morning. He rubs his face, and rolls back his shoulders, he wanted to get this done before he left for work at the department store that day, but his other job at the small bakery down the street had him pick up a morning shift. He didn't want to take a shift there, but he could definitely use the boost in his paycheck.
All Eddie wants to do is fall backwards into bed, wrap himself in a blanket burrito and stay there until the end of the semester. His mind continues to wander off as he doodles in the margins of his notebook, ever since he cut his mom off at the end of the summer he's been having to financially support himself, at first he didn't think it would be so bad, but working two jobs and barely making rent on time on top of his student loans and having to feed himself, it's a nightmare.
He thinks back to a conversation he heard the day before between two girls sitting in front of him during his introductory accounting course. One mentioned how she was getting paid to have dinner with an older man that night, and showed pictures of the other men she met through an arrangement website full of older men looking for young people to keep them company.
Eddie slides his econ book over and opens up his phone, typing in the name of the website his classmate said. She implied that she was doing more than just holding a conversation with them, but at this point Eddie doesn't care, he'll do anything if it means he can go down to one job, and not be up at odd hours of the night attempting to do homework.
He downloads an app that looks secure enough, with quality reviews, when looking it up online in the websites information section it states that they provide background checks on each member, regardless of age, to ensure they're a real person, and with the "sugar daddies" of the site they send current bank statements to prove they can provide what the "sugar babies" are asking for.
Eddie makes himself a "sugar baby" profile, and setting his preferences to men. He adds a few pictures, making sure any picture he puts up are only of himself, his friends faces either strategically cropped out or not in at all. He keeps his bio is simple and honest.
Eddie Kaspbrak, 21
Looking for nice conversation and help with rent.
I'm not willing to do anything I regret, message me first if interested.
He makes his profile public and swipes through the men on the app, not interested in most of them. He doesn't focus on their looks, he doesn't care about that, he isn't planning on sleeping with them. Most of them are significantly older than him, over double his age, but he doesn't care at this point, he swipes right on just about any of them that don't explicitly say that sex is a requirement for them.
Eventually he puts his phone down and pulls his econ book back to the center of his desk, forcing himself to finish the homework and read the rest of the chapter before crawling into his bed around four in the morning.
Eddie sleeps through his alarms and wakes up ten minutes before his first class of the day. He grabs his backpack off his desk chair and runs out of his apartment, having no time to pee much less check his phone for potential messages. He has back to back classes until 2pm, only then is he able to write down all the assignments he needs to have finished by the end of the day and make his way home.
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