The Big Brother Program
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Thread Topic: The Big Brother Program
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It's short story about that friend.. Also boop))
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Pepper strained at her leash towards the boy, but Kase held her still, taking the envelope. "Are you allergic to dogs?"
He couldn't keep the guilt out of his voice- It felt like something he should know about someone who was going to be living with him for the next year and a half. But, per the guidelines given to him by the program, he was going into this almost entirely blind. Perhaps there was a bit more information inside the envelope? Arlo seemed a bit bitter towards not being privy to its contents, so Kase would have to be sure to look over them with him. Whatever it was, he probably deserved to be aware. Kase didn't want their relationship to be a constant power struggle.
"Oh, are you sure?" Adam took Pepper's leash back, pulling her towards the still open door. Kase wondered if he had been reading his mind, because it had just occurred to him that he would much rather be having this first meeting alone. "I'll be around later! You two kids have fun," The blonde called as he shut the door, sealing the other two inside the apartment, which suddenly felt a lot smaller.
"I'll- I'll, uhm, I'll show you to your room," Kase offered, setting the envelope down on the coffee table, while eyeing the tattoo on the boy's finger. "That was my senior class's motto. I like it." -
Arlo shook his head, "Not exactly, no. " he said shifting away from the dog, his heart pounding in his throat and his hand shaking a bit. He wasn't sure what was going through Kase's head but he was pretty sure that it wasn't in his favor. He couldn't help but think that the man was already judging him but he didn't care all too much, only in the fact that Kase was the only thing standing between him and jail.
By the time he'd zoned back into the conversation Adam had already left the room with the dog making Arlo instantly relax. He nodded slightly following along with what he was saying, "Yeah, I guess it can be popular." he said quietly. He unzipped his hoodie and with the shirt he had on under it the end of his other tattoos could be seen. He gently set down his bag and then out his hands in his pockets. "So uh room sounds good. " -
Kase quickly pulled his eyes away from the tattoo on the boy's chest. He knew lots of tattoo shops that would ignore the laws for paying minors, but it was rare that the tattoos turn out so well. He knew better than to ask, though, and instead started down the hall. Arlo's bedroom was the last door on the right, directly across from Kase's.
Two months ago, the bedroom had been empty, save a few boxes from Kase's original move. Now, it sported a high-rise queen bed, antique dresser and matching desk. Both pieces of furniture as well and the bed's frame were painted an artful charcoal grey, with slightly darker finishing and metal pieces. There was a long, horizontal mirror above the dresser, and Kase's old laptop (which wasn't old at all) took up the middle of the desk. He'd made sure to have it completely cleared of all of his things, hopeful that Arlo would appreciate the small gift. The only other pieces of furniture were two nightstands, an almost empty bookshelf, and a cushy-looking chair which sat next to the walk-in closet. The floor, which Kase had gotten redone, was polished but unpainted, the natural feel complimenting the forest green bed-sheets and matching (freshly painted) walls. The two potted plants and handful of abstract paintings were his mother's touch, but the small box sitting atop one of the nightstands was something Kase's dad had placed there a few days before. Inside, he knew was a simple black-leather watch, not overtly fancy but still nice.
"So, uhm, this is your room. The door has a lock, uh, you know. Privacy and whatnot," He stumbled over his words, face heating up. For a politician's son, Kase sucked at talking. "That's the bathroom. There's another door through there, it's to the office, feel free to use that space whenever, there's a few gaming stations in there if you're into that sort of thing. Uhm, I think that's about it.. Oh! My room is that one," He points, "You can knock if you need anything. I'm... Going to go make dinner while you get settled, and then we'll go over the ground rules, alright?" -
Arlo noticed the look his tattoo got even though it was brief. He thought of saying something but decided that he wasn't going to bother if he wasn't asked. He looked around the apartment and then jumped to follow him after he realized he wasn't paying attention. He followed Kase to the room.
When he reached the room he had to tell himself to not make a fool of himself. He was surprised that the room he was staying in was so nice, he didn't expect the room to be poorly taken care of or anything but he didn't expect the other male to put so much care into it. Maybe to some people it want much but his room at the house wasn't as big or nearly as nicely made. He studied the room and his eyes landed on the piece of technology on the desk and it made him smile slightly, he'd never owned a computer. He'd used one, usual in school and his brother had one when he was around but Arlo was never aloud to use it, even though he totally did.
He followed what the other told him with his eyes. He chuckled slightly, a smile spreading across his face a bit, "Wow right across the hall, no sneaking out of here." he said and then wiped the smile right off his face, "I was joking." he quickly fixed his statement. He nodded slightly, "Okay, food sounds good." he said ignoring the part about the rules. -
He allowed himself to laugh at the younger's joke, even through it made him a bit nervous. "You don't have to sneak out, anyways. Just don't lie to me about where you're going. You're an adult, so I'm not going to treat you like a child until you give me a reason to," He explained smoothly, having already thought all of this out. It was more freedom that Kase had ever been given by his own parents, but then he wasn't supposed to be this boy's father figure. Although he wasn't sure where their relationship fell exactly, he knew it wasn't there.
"If you need anything, let me know," He reminded, before heading off down the hall and back towards the kitchen. It was cleaned immaculately, like the rest of the house, wood painted a soft grey with stark-white counter tops. There was a sink on one side of the kitchen island, and another under the sink. All the appliances were modern and appeared to be brand-new, even though they were all a few years old at this point. Actually, Kase probably needed to replace the toaster.
Opening the fridge, he realized he needed to go shopping, too. He'd had a delivery boy go out and get things to make dinner tonight, but there was little else in the fridge. He would take Arlo with him tomorrow when he did, but for now he pulled the plastic bag out, setting it on the counter.
Suddenly, his thoughts drifted back to the mysterious envelop Arlo had given him. Unable to help himself, he slipped into the living room and grabbed it, pealing it open before his conscious could get the best of him. He'd let the boy look at the contents later. -
Arlo relaxed a bit when the other laughed, he was a little more nervous than he originally thought. He want nervous about the human he was meeting, that never bothered him he was more nervous about the actual person the contents of his mind and things. All his life he'd need exposed to generally similar people but this dude could be anybody. There was a part of him that assumed Kase had grown up on the pretty side of town with a perfect little family white picket fence and all, probably religious, and just wanted to 'help some poor unfortunate person who grew up in the wrong circumstances' so he could put it on his resume or whatever along with a ton of community services hours and reading to the blind or something like that. That was the only past he could make up for the man who's house he'd be staying in.
He shrugged with a small smirk on his face, "It be too annoying to learn to sneak out now anyway." he chuckled and said, "You might have to treat me like a child I'm very child like sometimes, I'm not above repeating every sentence you say for hours. It might be like having a toddler around your house at times. " he joked, "I'll tell you if I need anything. " he said when the man walked out of the room.
After the man left the room he gently shut the door and walked over to the chair and sat down, he kicked off his shoes and pulled his h
feet up too. He put his headphones in and started to play music. He had his arms wrapped around his legs and laid his head back against the chair. -
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He only skimmed the contents of the letter before dropping it on the table, already feeling uneasy about reading something about Arlo without him being there. He'd felt the same way while talking to the case workers- The lady he met with tore the kid apart, seemingly trying her hardest to make Kase withdraw his offer. He kept the fact that Arlo wasn't there to defend himself in the front of his mind. There were things he wanted to ask him about, but it could all wait.
He headed into the kitchen and sat a small pot filled with water on the stove, turning it on to boil. Pasta was a no-brainer, and he'd yet to meet someone who disliked it. The sauce had already been made, simmering low on a back burner. It was a creamy white cheese sauce, mixed with an array of seasonings. He just needed to cut up and cook the chicken and bacon, but he wasn't sure if he wanted to fry them both in a pan at the same time, or just go on and bake the chicken.
With a soft hum, he decided on the former, washing his hands quickly before pulling out a cutting board. There were going to be a lot of dishes to wash, but a good first meal was important to Arlo's impression of him.
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