Chapter 2: Under the Influence
Sketchy sat at the bar in Crash scrutinizing the drink he held in his hands. He couldn't exactly remember how long he'd been there, or how many drinks he'd had. "Pretty Mr beer bottle." he mumbled to himself.
"Ah, another one of my degenerate employees," Normal said, shaking his head and coming up beside Sketchy, "You better go home or else you won't be sober to deliver packages in the morning; and stop talking to your bottle!"
"First of all it's Mr Bottle and I'll talk to him whenever I want to, and secondly what are you doing here? This isn't exactly your kind of hang out."
"Well after everything that's been going on lately, I find myself craving a drink more often. I mean with the transgenics, government, stock market and boy bands making a comeback... well, the world is going to hell in a handbasket. What the world needs now is money Money will solve all its problems. Why am I talking to you about this anyway? I guess my life really has hit its lowest point." Normal stated, downing a drink.
"Well, if money will solve problems you could always go on the Big Brother show. That's easy money for anyone dumb enough to enter."
"Big Brother, huh?"
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Max walked down the street with her Big Brother application. It was ready. She'd found the best picture of herself and she figured she'd answered every question perfectly - stretching the truth here and there.
something abt Logan and Asha - blah, blah, woof,woof
It would be awesome if she was chosen as a contestant, not to mention if she actually won the million doll- "Oof!" she exclaimed as she collided into someone.
"I'm sorry, are you okay... Max? Max!" The tall guy said grinning, holding a pizza
"Rafer? Uh, hi... how it going?" Max said, feeling uncomfortable. Running into one-night stands has that effect on you.
"Good," he said, then bent down to pick up the envelope Max had dropped. "Big Brother... You planning to enter, Max?" he asked.
"Uh... the thought had crossed my mind," she said snatching it back. She didn't want him to get any bright ideas.
Rafer just had a bright idea. Imagine being in the same house as Max for 3 months... after what happened last time they -
"Well, I have to run now," Max said giving him a fake smile. The guy gave her the creeps.
Rafer watched her leave, "Oh yeah... she wants me."
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Alec watched the reruns of Big Brother intently, trying to figure out the best strategy. He heard the door bell and dragged himself off the couch and opened the door.
"Pizza." The guy said.
"Thanks, come in, let me grab my wallet," Alec said.
Rafer stepped into the apartment and glanced at the television screen. For a moment he thought he was seeing some kinky shower porn, but then he realised what was on.
"You watch Big Brother?" he asked Alec.
"Kinda... I'm actually thinking of entering."
"Really? So was I! Well... actually there's this girl I know who's entering and, well, if we both get in..."
"Spending 3 months in a house with the girl of your dreams? Good plan," Alec replied grinning. "Anyway, if both of us get in we should form an alliance, what do you say?" Alec asked, extending his arm.
Rafer shook his hand, "Sure! Why not? What've I got to lose?"
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"Hi, I'm here to fill out an application for your show," Normal looked around nervously, while Sketchy talked to the vending machine. He was still a little unstable from all the drinking.
"Here you go sir..." the woman said, handing him a piece of paper, "Would your friend like one too?" she asked, watching Sketchy as he finally got a vanilla coke out the machine.
"No, I don't think he has what it takes to make it," Normal said smiling at the woman.
"I do have what it takes!" Sketchy stated. "Anything I can do, you can do better! Or uh... the other way - Just tell me where to sign!"
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Sketchy sat at the bar in Crash scrutinizing the drink he held in his hands. He couldn't exactly remember how long he'd been there, or how many drinks he'd had. "Pretty Mr beer bottle." he mumbled to himself.
"Ah, another one of my degenerate employees," Normal said, shaking his head and coming up beside Sketchy, "You better go home or else you won't be sober to deliver packages in the morning; and stop talking to your bottle!"
"First of all it's Mr Bottle and I'll talk to him whenever I want to, and secondly what are you doing here? This isn't exactly your kind of hang out."
"Well after everything that's been going on lately, I find myself craving a drink more often. I mean with the transgenics, government, stock market and boy bands making a comeback... well, the world is going to hell in a handbasket. What the world needs now is money Money will solve all its problems. Why am I talking to you about this anyway? I guess my life really has hit its lowest point." Normal stated, downing a drink.
"Well, if money will solve problems you could always go on the Big Brother show. That's easy money for anyone dumb enough to enter."
"Big Brother, huh?"
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Max walked down the street with her Big Brother application. It was ready. She'd found the best picture of herself and she figured she'd answered every question perfectly - stretching the truth here and there.
something abt Logan and Asha - blah, blah, woof,woof
It would be awesome if she was chosen as a contestant, not to mention if she actually won the million doll- "Oof!" she exclaimed as she collided into someone.
"I'm sorry, are you okay... Max? Max!" The tall guy said grinning, holding a pizza
"Rafer? Uh, hi... how it going?" Max said, feeling uncomfortable. Running into one-night stands has that effect on you.
"Good," he said, then bent down to pick up the envelope Max had dropped. "Big Brother... You planning to enter, Max?" he asked.
"Uh... the thought had crossed my mind," she said snatching it back. She didn't want him to get any bright ideas.
Rafer just had a bright idea. Imagine being in the same house as Max for 3 months... after what happened last time they -
"Well, I have to run now," Max said giving him a fake smile. The guy gave her the creeps.
Rafer watched her leave, "Oh yeah... she wants me."
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Alec watched the reruns of Big Brother intently, trying to figure out the best strategy. He heard the door bell and dragged himself off the couch and opened the door.
"Pizza." The guy said.
"Thanks, come in, let me grab my wallet," Alec said.
Rafer stepped into the apartment and glanced at the television screen. For a moment he thought he was seeing some kinky shower porn, but then he realised what was on.
"You watch Big Brother?" he asked Alec.
"Kinda... I'm actually thinking of entering."
"Really? So was I! Well... actually there's this girl I know who's entering and, well, if we both get in..."
"Spending 3 months in a house with the girl of your dreams? Good plan," Alec replied grinning. "Anyway, if both of us get in we should form an alliance, what do you say?" Alec asked, extending his arm.
Rafer shook his hand, "Sure! Why not? What've I got to lose?"
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"Hi, I'm here to fill out an application for your show," Normal looked around nervously, while Sketchy talked to the vending machine. He was still a little unstable from all the drinking.
"Here you go sir..." the woman said, handing him a piece of paper, "Would your friend like one too?" she asked, watching Sketchy as he finally got a vanilla coke out the machine.
"No, I don't think he has what it takes to make it," Normal said smiling at the woman.
"I do have what it takes!" Sketchy stated. "Anything I can do, you can do better! Or uh... the other way - Just tell me where to sign!"
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