Soapy Land
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It took a few minutes, but Derek finally found a wrinkled piece of paper with a number and a name scribbled on it- "Found it," he said, pulling his cell phone out of his pocket. "Do you want to talk, or should I call?"
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"..You should call." He didn't want to talk to Arcelio, not just yet. He was still mad.
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((*Drake
Derek Drake same difference))
"Alrighty." Drake dialed the number, then held the phone up to his ear, waiting for an answer. Only a few seconds later, a man picked up on the other line, speaking hurriedly.
"Hello, who's this? I'm very busy," the man-- Arcelio-- said.
"Hi, is this one of Rosario's dads? He's at my house. He was lost." There was an audible sigh on the other end of the line, and after telling Arcelio the address, the line went dead. -
(Close enough.)
"He uh. Arcelio isn't.. Arcelio isn't my dad." Rosario didn't want to tell Drake the whole situation as far as that, but he didn't want to refer to the a--hole as his father. -
Drake tucked his phone back in his pocket blinking at Rosario. "Oh, I'm- I'm sorry, I didn't realize..." He started then pursed his lips. "Uhm... Do you want to go back downstairs to wait? The food's probably here by now."
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"I'm not hungry," He said, a bit snappier than he meant. Rosario realized that as soon as he had said it, but he simply pressed his mouth into a thin line and stood up. "I should go outside to wait for Arcelio, though. He should be here soon."
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Drake was taken aback a little by the sudden sharpness in the younger boy's tone, getting a sudden feeling that he was being annoying. "Right, sorry... Well, if you need anything at school you can come find me. I guess I'll see you." He went over to his bedroom door, opening it for Rosario.
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(HEY PAGE 69
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"Mhm. Of course. Thank you." He walked toward him, but stopped, bowing his head slightly. "Sorry. I'm touchy about the whole dad thing. Didn't mean to get rude with you." -
(I was literally going to type that a minute ago but then I was like nah too lazy cx))
Drake shook his head. "Bo, that was my fault, I shouldn't have said that." He looked at Rosario, giving him a thin smile. "But really, if you ever want to hang out, come on over." -
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(Hehe.
Dirty minds think alike.)
"You didn't know. It's fine." He inhaled sharply at the invitation, but smiled, nodding. "I'd.. I'd like that." -
Drake smiled a little wider, nodding curtly. "Cool. Well, I'm almost always at home, so, just whenever."
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"Can I have your number? I don't want to just show up." His cheeks were growing redder with every word.
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"Oh, right, good idea..." Drake turned around, glancing around his room for something. He found a pen, and a piece of paper, and wrote down his number. He was extra sure to make it readable, before he handed it to Rosario. "Here we go."
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