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for what i thought my life would be, a porn star would not be my top guess but here we are so... it is what it is.
i do not remember when i first met price, he was like that friend that just spawned in your life, but nonetheless i am grateful for him, he is a great co star. he is pretty famous in our line of work, so whenever we do make videos together, its him that gets the views... i am just the girl he fucks in the video, nothing more than just a prop if you will. i would be lying if i said it didn't hurt, but it gets the money flowing, no?
right now, i am sitting on the steps of the studio, drinking water out of my little pink bottle i have had for far too long, watching the heavy heavy rain. i don't have a car, i am not that rich ok? i usually walk to and from the studio, not like anyone recognizes me anyway, besides i live like ten minutes away from the studio and i usually have an umbrella. let's be real i am just... a rookie at this if you will, so my apartment, is not the best. i get paid more than the average person, but the housing market is made only for the rich i suppose. i pop my lollipop back into my mouth waiting for the rain to clam down, even by a little. why did have to rain this hard the day i forgot my umbrella?! AGHH!!
"this seat taken?" i hear a voice next to me, i look up to see price, i shake my head with a smile, patting the spot next to me. "so this a hobby?" he asks, sitting down. i tilt my head 45 degrees as i slow blink. "is rain watching a hobby?" he clarifies, his voice soft. i loved listening to him talk, it was ASMR but IRL, you know? "no, i am just waiting for the rain to stop so i can go home" i reply, hugging my knees, my lips warped around the lollipop once again. its cherry flavored if your wondering. he lets out a soft hum as he watches the rain with for a few minutes. "its not too bad, you can drive" he comments still facing forward. i pluck the lollipop out of my mouth with a pop and say "i walk home" i turn to see his eye brows raised. "i'll drop you off?" he asks as i plop the lollipop back in.
he has a nice warm truck and it is like a 5 minute drive, what's the harm? he won't even remember me after today, anyway.
i nod, with a smile. he grins and opens his umbrella and walks me to his truck. he seats me in the passenger side, the walked to the driver side and took a seat himself. "location?" he asks after turning on the heating. "i'll set it on my phone" i say, my words muffled because of my lollipop as i take my phone out my pocket and open maps. after a jiffy, we were on our way to my house.
after five minutes, we arrive to my place, he parks at my spot and walks me up to my apartment. as we reach my apartment, we look out it was a bloody thunderstorm. " you don't mind me crashing at your place tonight, do you?" he asks his eyes still fixed on the window looking out. "sure" i say softly as i unlock my apartment front door. i shove my lollipop stick into my pocket, and turn on the lights. he steps in, and looks around. his brows are furrowed as he turns around looking at my small sad studio apartment. "the washroom is this one, and the trash can is in it" i say opening my bathroom door to drop my lollipop stick into the dust bin. "you can take the bed, i'll take the couch" i add softly, my bed in itself is way too small for him.
thank god we didn't get went in the rain, because my cloths would not fit this man. he is 183cm tall and 90 kg. no shame, not from me at least, i am 155cm and 70kg. the problem in this situation would not be his shirt, i buy shirts his size all the time. the problem would be the pants, which i have none big enough for this giant, what did they feed him growing up? other people?
"this is.. cozy" he says still looking around, as if hoping for more place to just show up. "ya" i say, trying my best not be offended "ill take a shower" i add walking to my closet and pulling out some cloths. i walk past him into my washroom and bath for about 20-25 minutes. i walk backout to him on the couch watching some shitty movie on tv. "hey" i say softly, he looks up at me then out the window "i don't think it will slow down any time soon" he comments. i nod along. "want something to eat?" i ask, only now realizing how rude it was of me to just run off to shower for half an hour like that. "no, sweetheart, i am good" he says, his attention back to the tv. i make myself a bowl of cereal and sit down next to him.
"Soooo they pay you good?" he asks, looking at me as an ad plays. i nod eating my soggy cereal. "real good, i don't even have roommates" i say. his eyebrows raise and he looks around, i could just hear him say 'this is.. good?' but he doesn't say anything. a beat of silence passes as he looks at me and says " you wanna move in with me?" my eyes widen in shock "its pretty big but there are other people, but they do the same job" he adds.
"my lease is expensive to break" i say. he nods then says "i'll pay" my eyes widens again, i set my bowl down "why?" i ask "don't know, you seem like you need a bigger place to live" he replies, i nod "how much is then rent?" i ask he shakes his head
"no rent, that's too good to be true" i say picking my bowl of soggy but oh so sweet cereal up again. he frowned then looked at me. "let this old man do one good thing in his life" he urges, i look at him.
i want to say no, i really do. but the leaky tap has not been fixed for a month and rent eats 3/4ths of my money. the walls are half way from breaking down and the fire safety in this building is shit. i really want to say no, but i really really want to say yes.
"ok, but i'll pay you back the lease money" i say sharply. he nods.
to say that man works fast is an understatement, the next day in itself he had movers not only pack but also move my stuff into my room in his house. he would not even let me pay for them, but after a little back and forth, he agreed to let me tip them.