Cuddle Valley High: Role Play

"Too much for you, huh?" ALlor sat on the beside him.

"No, I'm just disgusted at the disparity between rich and poor. Mr. Yuppie ******* here has free rein of this castle while tens of thousands of people die of hunger every day."

Allor sighed. "That's just the way things are Derek. We can't do anything about it." she said laying back.

"No, it's not, that's just what those ****in' pigs in DC want you to believe. They want us to think that's just how things are and how they always were, but I won't believe it. It's not ****ing true."

Allor sighed. "Derek, I am so sorry. I'm just tired."

"So... When did you go to 'yuppie school?'"

"Um, when I was five I started. I think we left when I was twelve." Allor said. "It was sort of what you americans called a boarding school."

"'Sort of what we americans call a boarding school,'" Derek teased.

Allor arched an eyebrow. "yeah."

Derek grabbed her hand and aimlessly stroked the back of it with his thumb.

Allor looked at him. Something was wrong and she knew it. "Wanna talk about it?"

"Doesn't feel right living in some rich kid's house. I need to get a life, or something..."

Allor gently kissed his cheek. "Well, we're working on it." she said.

"No, I mean I need to get a life. A job or something."

"There are plenty of jobs out there. I'm sure someone'll hire you." Allor said.

"I'm not sure I want to be hired by most of the people who would."

Allor arched an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

"I mean I don't want to turn into some washed-up corporate pawn."

Allor laughed.

"I had a job once, but they fired me when I wouldn't take my lip ring out."