"Goddamn I could fuck him right now," Chris sighed, laying back on the couch. Robert chuckled and sat next to him.
"I could eat an entire buffet right now," Robert laughed. The 2 would sit next to each other and talk about their problems all night long, not even directly speaking to each other.
Although, food was one way to get them to talk.
Chris looked at him. "I made some money today. We can go to McDonald's and get something cheap," he offered, pulling something out of his pocket. Before Robert could say anything, younger Tom walked out of Chris' bedroom rubbing his eyes, he sat right between them and laid his head on Chris' shoulder.
"What are we talking about?" He asked curiously. He looked at the money in Chris' hand and his eyes widened.
"What kind of ice cream do you want?" Chris asked. There wasn't many options to choose from, considering the bakery a few streets over sold amazing ice cream, but it was too expensive for them to afford.
"Chocolate," he giggled slightly, his eyes drooping from the sleep he needed. Robert nodded and kissed his head.
"I'll make sure it happens bud, but you have to go back to sleep," Chris explained. A loud bang could be heard from outside and Tom jumped up.
"Tom go to bed, you know what that was," Robert pointed to Chris' bedroom. Tom sighed and went to the room and the tv could be heard shortly.
"I don't want your drug money," Robert scoffed, watching as Chris counted the multiple dollar bills.
"I make more than you," Chris said with a smile. Robert rolled his eyes.
"What do you think about 16?" He asked, leaning back in his seat and lighting a cigarette.
"He's alright. Fucking hot as hell," Chris smirked.
"Don't scare him away," Robert warned.
"I won't," Chris laughed. "But damn do I want to fuck him."
"You want to fuck anything that walks and has a dick," Robert said with a laugh.
"No, I'd fuck a chick," he looked at him kind of offended, "And a handicap person." Robert laughed so hard he felt as if he was going to die.
Tom almost jumped out of his skin when he heard loud banging on his door. "Oh Mr. Tom from London, open up I have a surprise!" He automatically recognized the Aussie, Chris.
He reached out to his phone and checked the time 10:58 AM. He was usually an early bird and it confused him onto why he'd slept so late. He slowly stood up off of his bed on the floor and hesitantly went to the door, unlocking the multiple locks and opening it. Chris stood with 2 plastic shopping bags that read Family Dollar. "I brought you snacks," he smiled as he walked into the apartment, inviting himself in.
"Oh, well thank you," Tom said sleepily, his voice a little hoarse. He rubbed his eyes and watched as he set them down on the small counter top. Chris pulled out a bag of chips and Sour Patch Kids, along with a couple of sodas and energy drinks.
"House warming gifts," he smiled and turned to face him. Tom chuckled and grabbed one of the energy drinks.
"What is this?" He asked. He looked at the weird M on the can. Chris gasped and grabbed the can.
"You've never had a Monster?!" He opened the can and took a drink, sighing in happiness. Tom shook his head and went to the box that said 'Kitchen'. "It's like coffee, but better," he explained as he looked inside of the box curiously. "Or in your case, tea," he snickered as Tom pulled his kettle out, putting it on the small stove. Tom sent him a glare as he turned the stove on.
"I enjoy coffee as much as I do tea," he scoffed. He poured water into the kettle.
"Yeah, sure you do," Chris laughed and leaned against what felt like cardboard thin wall. "What are you doing today?" Tom shrugged, watching the kettle as his tea fixed.
"I don't know, I was going to unpack a little but I don't have any furniture," he couldn't help but let out a small chuckle as he looked around the apartment.
"Well, you want to go out for ice cream?" Chris asked, playing with the hand of the kettle. Something about it interested him. Tom looked at him, he wanted to say yes but he knew how much the Aussie and the others struggled.
"I'm afraid I'll have to decline your offer, I know you don't have the money." Chris shook his head and put his hand on the man's shoulder.
"Listen, buying you a 99¢ ice cream isn't going to make me broke," Chris tried reasoning. Tom shook his head and searched for something in a box.
"If I say yes, you have to let me pay for you and I, and anybody else that comes." Chris thought about it before sighing and nodded. "But you must try tea first," he said with a small giggle, pulling 2 small tea cups out of the box. Chris smiled at how cute the man was and nodded.
Tom smiled widely as he poured the two some tea, he reached the cup to Chris and watched closely as he took a small sip. Chris rised an eyebrow as he took the sip, and looked down into the cup once he was done.
"That wasn't as bad as I thought," he chuckled. Tom smiled and took a sip of his own.
"What did you think it was going to taste like?" He asked. Chris shrugged and took another sip.
"Honestly, dirt and water," he laughed.
"Are you calling me dirty?" Tom asked jokedly, acting as if he was offended. Chris couldn't help but smirk at what the man had said.
"If you want me to," he said, more seductively than he had intended.