Sugar Baby

“I can, tell you…my version of charm, is bad…jokes and sometimes, a vague attempt, at flirting. Never, in my life…have I actually, tried to charm anyone… except maybe, my TV when, it breaks.” His head tilted a bit. “Why would, anyone call you…a prostitute?”

“Sometimes bad jokes can be good though. Bad jokes that make you eyeroll but still laugh because it’s endearing.” Gabriel chuckles softly and shrugs his shoulders. “You’re charming to someone, don’t sell yourself short.” Setting his cup down, he sighs softly at Sebastian’s question. “Because they don’t understand.”

“My former best friend. His name was Derek, and we’d been besties since kindergarten. In high school, we both had a crush on the same girl and Derek, well.. he decided that he needed to turn it into a backstabbing competition. I thought she wasn’t worth ruining our friendship over, but apparently he did. Needless to say, he’s no longer around.”

“Honestly? I don’t really know.. I used to just curl up under a pile of blankets and lose myself in a Hulu marathon with ice cream. The sad thing is I don’t really have a person to go to but.. maybe soon, my comfort will be a certain person I’m starting to like.”

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“Well, it’s not really my fault. You shouldn’t have trusted me that easily since I can’t cook at all. So well, the only way is to just grab my xbox and call a pizza delivery.” She said, reflecting his actions and taking of her apron while speaking. Annie tried her best to looks calm, but at the end she just tried to laugh at all that. “Next time let’s ask for a help besides trying ourselves.”

A soft whine escapes from Gabriel’s lips as Annie says that she can’t cook. Why do so many people try to use that as an excuse? Gabriel pouts, staring at her as he yanks the apron off and sets it aside. “I wanted marshmallows..” He protests, but knows that it’s futile. “Alright, alright. I guess we’re abandoning this project. You have to order the pizza though because I wasn’t the one who kept messing up!”

“i’m sorry!” piper groans shoving the bowl away, only managing to collect more stick residue along her arms and hands. “why can’t we just buy marshmallow’s what’s the harm in that? there are plenty of companies that make perfectly good ones. in my defense i can’t even cook my way out of a paper bag. the only thing i made for myself before i moved here was kraft mac n’ cheese.”

“Because there’s no fun in just buying them from a bag in a grocery store!” Pulling his apron off, Gabriel tosses it in an empty chair and heaves a sigh. He thought this endeavor was going to be fun. Making marshmallows--what could go wrong? Apparently, a lot. “I’m not the world’s best chef either but in all honesty, Piper, anyone with half a brain can follow a recipe!”

“You find something hilarious?” Cora asked with a raised eyebrow. “No self respecting woman would be okay with that,” Cora said. “I mean I wouldn’t want someone to do that to me,”

“Well, with all due respect.. it’s not really up for your to decide what defines all self-respecting woman. Just because she has ways that you don’t agree with, doesn’t mean she doesn’t respect herself.” Gabriel sighs softly, and tilts his head. His voice is gentle as he speaks to her, as he doesn’t want a confrontation. He’s just trying to explain a different side of things. “It’s not really someone doing that to you if you agree to it, you know? Like, if the wife knows about it and is okay with it or maybe even likes it, there’s no wrong doing. A lot of people have open relationships.”

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“Okay so… I’ve got this box of makeup that’s never been used, it’s organized by brand so it would be easier to go through. I was thinking of doing a give away but if you want first pick on something in there you can give it a look and pick what you want, there’s also a skin care box with– way too many things in there. Between buying all of this stuff and getting PR and stuff for reviews my apartment is bursting at the seams with beauty products and skin care.” She turned to look at the boy from her spot on the floor, she’d been there sifting through footage since he’d arrived and she wouldn’t be done any time soon. “Also I was thinking of changing the backdrop for my videos, maybe something sparkly

Gabriel’s eyes light up when Zia mentions free makeup and skincare. Immediately, he lets go of the magazine he’d been looking at and slips off of the bed and onto the floor beside her. Eyes light up as he looks over her face, as if trying to gauge whether or not she’s serious. “Well, where is it?! Of course I want to look through it! I’ve been a little bored with what I’ve got in my bag, but since my sugar daddy dipped out on me last month I’ve been struggling with money. I took a tutoring job! I’m tutoring people in Korean just to get by.” Gabriel sighs and shakes his head as if it’s a travesty. “I think something sparkly would be a good eye-popper.”