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I finally had enough time and courage to celebrate his birthday all these years! This is my precious boy, Remix. He's from Restorationtale but he's also one of my very first Sans that I created when I first got introduce to this fandom!

Second comic!

First/Previous

Stagboy is meeting informally with his line-manager and two new sales reps who are pitching their companies IT services.

SALES REP ONE (SR1) is male, early-20s, slim, fit, with an edge. A hint of East London in a dapper, skin-tight suit and ginger crew cut. A surliness (when forced to defend the product) occasionally breaks through his professional friendliness and suggests he'd probably kick your head in if you crossed paths at the wrong time, at the wrong place.

With the business end of things concluded, the talk turns more casual. When Stagboy is talking to the group he can feel SR1s eyes intensely fixed on him. When SR1 is talking, Stagboy takes the opportunity to gaze at the younger man.

Stagboy and SR1 talk across the table. SR1 asks his attentive client some questions with an urgency that suggests there's a bigger question he wants answered before the meeting wraps: where does Stagboy live; does he rent; does he visit London much; where does he go out in London... the other two in the group seem oblivious to this subtle interrogation.

SR1 asks where the toilets are. Stagboy sees an opportunity. He says he'll show SR1. They head off together...

Ramboy: Why do some guys have to be so obvious?

Stagboy: You mean those two mincers that just went past?

Ramboy: It's guys like that who make it hard for the rest of us.

Stagboy: I think you're homophobic.

Ramboy: No. I just don't have to shout about it like some guys do.

Stagboy: I reckon we're obvious when we're together.

Ramboy: You maybe. You make me look gay.

Stagboy: No. Everyone can see you're the gay one.

Ramboy: You're the one who listens to Kylie and Madonna all the time.

Stagboy: Yeah, but that's the most stereotypical thing about me.

Ramboy: Well, you're the most stereotypical thing about me!

Ramboy and Stagboy approach their house on foot. They exchange looks as they pass their neighbour's guest house. Some kind of social function is clearly in progress: Nigel has adorned his front steps with a long strip of tatty, floral carpet and stationed his Bangladeshi houseboy, HASAN, out front. Hasan is dressed in Imperial style servants' clothes.

Hasan looks forlorn and embarrassed from the stares of passersby, but his  eyes keenly follow the two young men as they pass, one wearing a ram head and the other a stag head.

It's dark outside. It's dark inside. Stagboy walks in and turns on the bedroom light. Now he sees Ramboy stood at the edge of the window, holding the curtain back very slightly and peering down towards the street.

RAMBOY Turn the light out.

STAGBOY Why?

Stagboy turns off the light.

RAMBOY It's that weirdo next door. He's just thrown something over our wall.

Stagboy looks out too. The two young men are now dimly front lit by the orange glow of the street lamp through the curtain.

RAMBOY I heard a car pull up and when I looked out he was loitering there.

STAGBOY What did he throw over?

RAMBOY It looked like a burger wrapper.

STAGBOY Where is he now?

RAMBOY He went inside... oh here he comes.

STAGBOY I'm gonna go and say something.

Ramboy stops Stagboy by holding his arm

RAMBOY It's not worth it. Looks like he's about to drive off anyway... yeah, he's getting in the car. Let's wait till he's gone and I'm gonna go down and through it back over his wall.

Ramboy leaves the room while Stagboy remains stationed. A car indicator light flicks against the curtain and then disappears. A few seconds pass and a front door can be heard closing. Stagboy stares though the crack in the curtain transfixed. A smile bothers his face. The creeping smile fades. "Shit," he says to himself. His eyes trace the action below.

The front door sounds again. Footsteps can be heard dashing up the stairs.

In even fewer seconds Ramboy is back in the room, slightly gasping and slightly laughing. Stagboy turns to face him.

RAMBOY That was close!

STAGBOY Did he see you?

RAMBOY I don't think so.

STAGBOY What happened when you passed him?

RAMBOY I just ignored him. He didn't acknowledge me either.

Stagboy looks back through the peephole.

STAGBOY It's back over our wall!