Text: Fuck, I dunno. He didn't want you to turn down any tail you might actually go for to keep the contest going. He's weird, PS.
Text: Lol I'm not shooting down someone I actually want for him. He is weird. So weird.Â

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Text: Fuck, I dunno. He didn't want you to turn down any tail you might actually go for to keep the contest going. He's weird, PS.
Text: Lol I'm not shooting down someone I actually want for him. He is weird. So weird.Â

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Text: I'll work on it. He thought it would be fair and all if you didn't know and shit. He's a sneaky bastard. That's for sure.
Fair? He's literally using my ass to gain business and he wants to be fair?Â
Text: I guess I could get you a flyer when I go in later. I was only joking about it. It was the boss that thought it would be good for business.
Text: Ooooooof course he did. Jackass. No wonder I'm always so damn busy. He could have warned me. You better give me a flyer. I want one.Â
Text: I dunno. I only came up with the headlines but people seem to really be into this. I had no clue anyone would actually read the damn thing.
Text: why do you hate me? Are there some sort of rules for this? This just explains so, so much...
Text: I'm sure it's not a contest someone put up in the bulletin board. i'm sure it's not.
Text:....What. What board? Is there some kind of cash prize for managing to bed me or is the prize just getting to fuck me period?Â

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Text: Go hard or go home. I'll buy you lunch sometime or something. You don't know it yet but you're becoming my meal ticket on the side here. I should return the favor at least once.
Text: Is it that lucrative? Really? Why the hell do they keep betting you? Moreover, why do they keep thinking they can get me in bed? :/Â
Text: If only you knew buddy. If only you knew.
Text: You had better be scamming damn good off my misfortune here. Or we are gonna have issues.Â
Text: 9. 9 seems to be a good number for you. It's definitely a good number for me. Lots of bills off that one.
Text: You make a habit out of this shit, don't you?Â
Text: Always thinking it's about you, don't ya? For your info, the bet was on how many times a guy will try, not if you'll drop your pants.
Text: It usually about me babe. God how many times DID he try? You'd think I rolled in bearnip before work at that rate.Â
Text: You think I didn't know that. I'm good with the money honey. Didn't mean to share it. It's a secret between me and the boss man. You aren't either.
Text: Bitch, you profit off me, you tell me how. Share that at least, greedy ho.Â

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Text: Can we talk about how many times I spilled a drink laughing over it and the 20 bucks I won off a bet with the boss too?
Text: What the fuck bet did you make over that? And why only 20? That is not enough for me to demand a cut.Â
Text: Okay, can we just talk about that walrus that with the handle bar mustache that walked int the bar last night?
Text: Can we talk about how many times he tried to get me to go home with him? That shit needed to slow way the hell down.Â
Well hi.
Well thank you. I’m confused, but I’ll take any compliments I can get. I only played baseball and snowboarding. I never did any soccer, but I liked watching the guys play it. *Awkwardly chuckles.* Oh, good, because that could have gone from good conversation to awkward in like two seconds. … Well fine if the bear comes in while I’m there I’ll just take my shirt off to average things out. I have no idea what that one is but I love like The Grudge and The Ring and shit. So good. They make me want fast food, though. Your friend roofied you by accident? Weird. Get a puppy that’s roughly her size?
Just not a fan of sports. I worked in this bar in New York and the sports guys that came in were always kind of dickish. Like, don't come to a gay club and hit on the bartenders if you're going to deny being gay. Idiots. Snowboarding is fantastic. I like to play basketball and soccer sometimes, but I don't have anyone to play either with. *Grins, nodding* Good plan. I like it. It's called the Blind Melon. Another bartender here at the complex works there as well, Joan. i feel like I need to educate you. You could have such good taste and never know it. What's wrong with fast food? *Shakes his head* No, baby, the movie. The Hangover. Friend accidentally gave them roofies. Not me. *Shrugs* I dunno if I want one of ones that stays small though.Â
Well hi.
Yeah, I’m a model. My parents basically trained me to be either a model or a professional baseball player and I opted for the job that would involve less physical activity because yeah I work out and all for work but pro athletes are fucking nuts. I also figure I’ve got less a chance of getting hit in the face by balls … ‘Kay that came out wrong but you know what I mean I hope. No ‘no shirt no shoes no service’ policy? *~Number exchange whoo.~* You mean like shitty horror flicks? Did you see that new Texas Chainsaw Massacre movie? … Yeah no that shit wasn’t fun. I wish it was more like that movie. There’s a lot more rapey shit involved than they let on. Probably? Then it wouldn’t be terrifying.
I think I respect you ten times more now as a model than I would as an athlete, but that's a personal thing. Except soccer. I love soccer. *Laughs* Yeah, no, I get what you mean. *Shrugs* My boss sees no reason for the shirt thing. So apparently it's fine. *Suddenly far more excited* Oh my god yes, shitty horror flicks are the best. I did see that one, but the ones I like are way worse. Like this awful one called Sideshow. Ugh, it was so shit. *Clears his throat* Yeah, tends to be, but I think when your friend does it on accident it's a bit different. That poor puppy though. She'll beat the hell out of it.Â
Hello...I'm Ryder.
Oh, okay. You alright? I’m good, for the most part. Glad to be back in Chicago. New York was a bit much.
Yeah, I'm totally fine. Ah, I loved New York. I lived there for a long while, six years. Chicago's nice too though.Â

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Hello...I'm Ryder.
Nice to meet you, Lex. How goes it?
It goes. Just goes. You?
Well hi.
What’s wrong with it being a dive? I’m a model, not a lawyer. I can handle a normal bar. I won’t turn down your number, though. *Tugs his phone out for the number exchange.* I’m sure you like something post people like. Uh. The Hangover? That’s popular, right? I just like it because it’s something I’ve gone through roughly … Not being stuck on a roof persay but the whole getting roofied thing. Yeah well only children don’t do well with second children being added until they get used to them. Time. Time is the key.
Well damn, you're a model? Makes sense you'd know your designers then, doesn't it? I just, as a general rule, don't really invite people there very often. Especially since there's this one bear who comes in and I wish he would wear a shirt. Really. *Takes out his own phone as well and la la la trading* The Hangover was alright. B movies are so much funnier than actual comedies though. I live on Netflix. *Shrugs* Not always that much fun when that happens though, you know? You think so? You think it'd be better if I got a puppy? So that it wouldn't be twice her size?