A Loaded Gun Complex [[Jarra/HoaXun]]

[phantasmalunar]

"You freaking..." HoaXun said turning and fumbling in his pockets pulling out his i.d and flashing it at him. "See, see, ninefreakingteen. Isn't that right, i.d., you say I'm nineteen," he said starting to talk to his wonderful fake i.d.

[praiseofblood]

Jarra just laughed and continued working as the lunchtime rush died down and the shop patrons thinned out.

"You good over here, Mr. Nineteen year old?" he asked.

[phantasmalunar]

"Hmmph," HoaXun said, "can I just have my check. Oh, and about that slow and blow offer..."

[praiseofblood]

{color=red] "Yes, your highness." Jarra bowed with a flourish before going to grab his check. As he returned he grinned devilishly at the beauty. "About that offer, I'd consider it." he smiled. "But you're obviously like 16."

[phantasmalunar]

HoaXun pulled out money and handed it over pouting. "I'm not a minor."

[praiseofblood]

"Oh, but, you are." Jarra smirked, taking the money and ringing him up. "Alright," he said, handing the check to the male. "Come again." he smiled.

[phantasmalunar]

Technically, according to the outer universe, HoaXun was of perfectly legal age for any sort of sexual intercourse. "Actually," HoaXun said leaning forward toward the waiter, "how about I come again later. My name's HoaXun. Your?"

[praiseofblood]

Jarra rose a brow. "I'm Jarra." He smiled, "nice to meet you, HoaXun."

[phantasmalunar]

"Hmm, it might be nice to meet you," HoaXun said, red eyes going have lidded in a sort of bored but 'sexy' way.

[praiseofblood]

Jarra just chuckled as he got ready to clock out. "We'll see sweetheart." He smirked.

[phantasmalunar]

HoaXun sighed. "Fine," he said getting up and walking out of the restraruant.

[praiseofblood]

Jarra waved, before looking at HoaXun, watching that pretty little ass shake as he walked.

[phantasmalunar]

HoaXun only walked to the end of the street where the cafe was so he could watch when the waiter, Jarra came out. Until then, he reviewed his job info.

[praiseofblood]

Jarra set about cleaning up the place, blasting some Dead Poetic as he rolled about, getting the place squeaky clean.

"So vanity's got, this new gun that she wants to try on you...
and as we stand here waiting for the sound..."

[phantasmalunar]

HoaXun began tapping his foot, arms crossed, as he waited for the stupid waiter to get out. He had decided to waste the time by talking to the walls and whatever other random inanimate object around getting funny looks from passerbys.