Day 2 Continued
Cullen sat in his car for a few minutes watched as the other cars entered and exited the parking lot. He felt like he was taking a risk, but he wanted to give this a shot bad. It had been a long time since he'd picked up a guy from the mall. He quickly got out of his car and locked it. He quickly found his way into the vast outdoor mall. He stopped and got a smoothie and walked around the mall. Out of boredom he walked into Hot Topic, a place he hadn't been in a while. The music was unbearable. But he might have some luck. He looked over the selection of shirts and saw what he was looking for.
"Yes," Cullen whispered as he looked a shirt with a logo he didn't recognize.
A thin skateboard looking kid with bleached blonde hair walked into the store. He was dressed in black shirt with a logo Cullen didn't recognize. He wandered around for about a minute. They looked at each other for a split second. Cullen shot him a half smile. The kid gave a quick smile as well. Cullen went to talk to him but he left the store.
"Shit," Cullen whispered.
He quickly left the store and walked around the mall a bit. He went to the convenient store that was located in the mall and bought a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. He hadn't smoked in a while and decided to get a quick one in. He found a table outside the movie theatre and lit one up.
"Mind if I get one," the kid with the bleached hair asked.
"Sure," Cullen replied as he pulled out another cigarette.
"Saw you at Hot Topic," the kid smiled.
"Yeah," Cullen laughed, "always something cool in there."
"Always," the kid smiled as he took a drag from his cigarette.
He began to walk away. Cullen knew he would have to act.
"Hey what do you have going on today," Cullen shot out in one quick burst.
"Nothing much," the kid replied.
"Cool," Cullen replied, "going to any other stores?"
"Not really," he replied, "gotta catch the trolley home."
"Where do you live," Cullen asked, "maybe I could give you a ride."
"No thanks," the kid replied.
"No problem," Cullen laughed, "how old are you?"
"Kind of random," the kid replied.
"Well?"
"Eighteen," the kid replied.
"Cool," Cullen said, "thirty one."
They looked at each other for a few seconds.
"So," the kid said quickly.
"Yeah," Cullen replied.
"Where do you live?"
"Clairemont," Cullen replied, "I live alone."
"Am I supposed to be impressed," the kid replied.
"Maybe," Cullen laughed.
"What do you want to do," the kid asked.
"Just chill," Cullen shot back, "maybe have a beer or two."
"Got any pot," he replied.
"A little," Cullen laughed.
"Let's go," the kid replied, "just drop me off at the mall when we get done."
Cullen led the kid back to his car. They made small talk in the car. When they got to Cullen's apartment he dropped his keys when he tried opening the door. He was nervous. He didn't know how this might turn out. The last time he brought someone over it ended in a bad way. He had to get stitches. He kissed the wrong man.
"Here we are," Cullen laughed as he let the kid inside.
Cullen grabbed a seat on the couch. Cullen quickly ran to the fridge and pulled out two Coor's light beers. He opened them both and gave the kid one. He reached for his stash box and put it on the coffee table. He opened it and quickly rolled a joint. He lit it up and took a drag and passed it to the kid.
"You wanna watch a porn," Cullen asked.
"Sure," the kid replied.
Cullen got up from the couch and grabbed a binder from next to the DVD player. He passed it to the kid. The kid handed back the joint. The kid unzipped it and looked through the movies.