#baysidetask

Hello!

So, Lucy. Lucy Miller. Ms? Ms... Miller? I'm Quentin Lennox. Just Q, Q is just fine. Please don't call me Quentin.

You and I are pen pals! Which I find very exciting because I've always wanted a pen pal, particularly from another country, like France or Germany, even though I'm terrible at other languages, but I'm still happy to be writing to you.

We've spoken a few times, very briefly, nothing too deep and whatnot and I also found this surprising. I never thought you would ever speak to me. Especially because you're super pretty and I'm... me. Granted, I'm still super handsome but I wasn't the most "popular" person back in high school and you definitely were and you had a bunch of friends and you were a couple years older than me and I just thought that you seemed like a very sweet girl.

And now thinking about that, you and I still have to go bowling. Because I haven't been bowling in a long time and this gives us a chance to get to know one another better? I guess that's what the whole point of this pen pals thing was anyway. Do you like bowling? I know most people don't, though it gives some people the excuse to touch their date's butt and hold them and be able to caress them as they pretend to not know what they're doing even though they totally do...

I thought I found my cape today, a cape that I lost a while back. But it turns out it was someone else's cape. Costumes are fun to wear. In the comfort of your own home, of course. Or... for other occasions. Not that I have any other... occasions.

Hope to hear from you soon!

Your neighborhood swagmaster,

Hey!

Since this is basically the first message that's going to be sent then it's pretty obvious that introductions should be out of the way,right? As well as small facts about me - that way the possible awkward part of all this is out of the way sooner. 

My name is Min Ah Kang, but everyone usually just calls me 'Minnie'. I'm eighteen years old and have a six year old brother that I take care of. I'm currently working two jobs and one of which is at Marty's Cafe and Ice Scream Shoppe, so if you've ever gone there then I'm sure it's possible that you've seen me before - especially since I'm always there. And when I say always, I mean always. I also speak two languages, Korean and English as well as like, a fourth of French but that obviously doesn't count. 

I guess that's all I can really say about myself for right now just because I've never been good at describing myself to a complete stranger nor have I ever needed to, but I'd like to believe I did an okay job. 

But, I hope this was a decent start to the whole pen pal thing and I hope to receive an email from you some time soon. 

Monday, May 5, 2014

Dear Quentin,

-- --You haven't responded to my last two letters, so I don't know if you got them. If you haven't then I hope you get this one. If you have... it'd be great to receive one from you. Dallas has been good to me and every day I wonder if you've been here and if you'd love it as much as I do. Please contact me soon. To hear from you would mean the world. Much love.

Your mother,

Full Name: Quentin Asher Lennox is my entire name.

Nickname: Most people call me Q, but my mother calls me Sweet Pea.

Birthday: May 12th, 1994

Do you have any pets? If so, breed and name.: I have a turtle. His name is Splinter.

Have any tattoo’s or piercings? If so, where and of what?: No, I have not permanently marked my body with any tattoos or piercings.

Where is your birthmark?: I don’t have a birthmark.

What is your favorite candy?: I really enjoy eating Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups.

What is your favorite song?: Your Smiling Face by James Taylor

What is your favorite movie?: Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure

What is your favorite joke?: What do you call a crocodile detective? An investigator!

What is your favorite quote?:  ”Of course, you never really forget anyone, but you certainly release them.”

What is your worst habit?: I tend to bite my nails or do other fidgety hand things when I get nervous. 

What is your biggest fear?: I have a fear of snakes.

What is your biggest pet peeve?: When people lie to me.

What is your biggest secret?: Um, I am a part of a LARPing society, and I am their king.

Sexuality: Ladies, hit me up.

Are you a virgin?: …Yes, I am.

What is your biggest turn-on?: A pretty smile.

What is your biggest turn-off?: Probably bad breath.

Actually buy plates for the kitchen because eating off paper plates is lame.

Go swimming or pottery with Shrader.

Look up sex with girls or ask Saph or Thalia. 

Get that new album of Foster the People.

Pick up more cereal since Noah finished all of it last time he came over.

Have another wine session with Angie, maybe one in the city this time?

Submit that article to the Tenessean before Saturday. 

Bake more of those cookies.

Sleep earlier.

They were scolding him, and it wouldn’t be different as any other day, except today was his birthday. Aaron Kerman was finally eighteen, and it had finally been the day everybody in the household counted down to. “Could you leave me alone for two fucking seconds? It’s my god damned birthday . I’m a adult…shit…”

"Did he just-" his mother was along side his father, they had barraged into his room when they noticed the smell of hemp filling the confined space. "He just cursed in my house."

"Listen, son," his father started. "You’re a disappointment, and we won’t stand for it much longer. You need to get a job and get your shit together."

Aaron was not a stranger to the feeling of being unwanted, he had lived with it his entire life. However, when he was younger, he craved for his parents to want him. All he wanted, before, was to be needed. With his parents, he knew he’d never achieve that satisfaction. So he stopped caring for them, and they all stopped loving each other. Unfortunately, the day he turned eighteen, they all stopped pretending.

"You know what?" Aaron had started to place all of his THC, pipes, and bongs in a small backpack, and from behind his headboard, he pulled out a duffle bag. It was filled with clothes, socks, things he had packed a week before today. He knew his birthday would be the day, and he waited for it as a child waits for Christmas. "I’ll leave, and you guys can finally live like I have never happened. Maybe then you guys can fix your fucked up marriage," Aaron made a b-line past the baffled couple, straight to the door. "By the way mom, I fucked your best friend. The hot one with the big tits."

"Megan?"

To do list:

• Smoke weed.

• Smoke weed.

• Smoke weed.

• Bring edibles to Noah in the hospital.

• Lucy Miller.

• Call my mom back (after hanging up on her).

• Potentially murdering my father.

Go to the gym 

Go to the library to work on my homework

Go to the mall and buy dad his birthday present

Take a nap

Finish all my reading for my Greek Mythology class