STARBOY

“How hard do you think I gotta convince my husband to let me get another French bulldog, and name it Gucci?”

“Depends how he feels about dogs, and designer labels.”

“Aw does that mean I’ll never find out if you’re an Edward or a Jacob?”

“I’m working on it– No one here wants a barely sixteen year old kid with no work experience or friends to work for them here.”

“Well actually, McDonald's would probably love you, or I could let my boss know that you're a girl in need of a job, because I'm not only your brother, but I'm a friend who can hook you up.”

“Anything, that might be a bit extreme, I didn’t think it was that bad.”

“Well thanks. Would it be too much you to take Pais for the afternoon?”

"That's fine, she can come hang with me. What are you going to be doing?"

“Whoa, intense. I’m not actually going to take your job?”

“I know you're not. But seriously, you should get a job.”

“That’s not funny!”

“Oh come on, it's a little bit funny.”

“But your job is amazing– I’ll take it from you.”

“Fuck no you won't, it might be annoying, but the cash is good. Get your own job, kiddo.”

“Are you sure? Thanks Lucas, I don’t think you realise how much help that would be.”

"Believe it or not, I can actually be a good brother every now and then."

“Not with that kind of attitude.”

“Well at least you know what to do in case you have to do it next time.”

“Yeah most women want to get in and out of this section with the least amount of eye contact possible, so you’re lucky I was feeling generous.”

“Got it, plain and simple it is.” She nodded. “I don’t want to go out and about, I’m still trying to figure this place out.” She shrugged. “But I haven’t really been up to much other than homework and stuff. What about you?”

“The best way to figure this place out, is to go out and about. Go out and about for those who can't - me - because I'm stuck working at a shitty job.”

“Yes they are. I tried to… Are you sure?  I mean I did offer, so I can do it if you don’t have time and of course Paisley’s things are my responsibility so you defintely don’t need to do those as well.”

"Pip, calm down. I can do it all, you go rest or something."

“Same here, so I can help … also because I’m a girl.” The brunette said, eyes becoming wide as she realised the how odd her words came off to be.— In a haze of embarrasment, she grabbed what she knew a good brand of sanitary pads and handed it to him.

“It’s not everyday you see a boy looking through the women’s toiltries section.”