Give me $.

[doherty]

Josh groaned as he bent to sit on the ground, guitar in hand. He kicked at his empty guitar case so it was open and facing what he hoped would be a crowd in the next few minutes. He needed some cash, he needed someone who would help him survive until the next day. He loved the thrill, the guessing game that his life had become. He always managed to get what he wanted, whether it was a hot shower or a hot date or a hot meal. Josh plucked a few strings, then broke into a verse:

"Your boyfriend's name was Dave
But I was bold and brave
And now you're mine

You cook and clean and sew when I tell you to
Dance and then you screw when I want you to
If I ask you to ."

And he waited for an audience.

[Desmond Giuseppe]

Desmond was just lazily walking through the park thinking about how depressing life is when he spotted a guy playing guitar. Being a musician himself, Desmond was extremely interested in hearing how good the guys was. When he got closer not only did he notice how good the guy was he also notice how extremely hot he was. Desmond quickly dug a five dollar bill out of his pocket and placed it in the guy's guitar case.

"You're very good." he said.

[doherty]

Josh peered into his guitar case where a five dollar bill stood out clean and green against the black backdrop. He grinned to himself a bit, then looked up to see who had been so generous. It was a young-looking boy, one of those fashionably depressed ones, but cute despite that. His grin widened a bit as he added a few more lines to the song:

"That's your medicine
Better rest on all fours
That's your medicine
In a nut shell."

His voice came out smooth towards the beginning and became gradually more aggressive as he continued. Now, more for his own enjoyment rather than anyone else's, he was singing to the kid, the only one who seemed to appreciate what he was doing with his time, and he wasn't being shy about it.

"You cook and clean and sew when I tell you to
Dance and then you screw when I want you to
If I ask you to."

[Desmond Giuseppe]

Desmond could tell the guy was singing to him now and he couldn't help but blush and let a small smile creep across his emo face. As he listen to the guy sing he almost completely forgot what he was depressed about; something about not being able to find a boyfriends or some shit like that, oh, well it didn't seem to matter anymore. He sat on the ground just a few feet in front of the guitar man and wanted nothing more that to just stay there forever just listening to him play.

[doherty]

Josh hunched forward a bit over his guitar, closing his eyes and letting his fingers float over the strings and it looked like he was hardly touching them... but somehow sound came out. He slowed it down a bit, encouraged by the blush he had created on the kid's face.

"Their way
Forces your hand
There was no way to tell you
I just hoped you'd understand
I was waiting for you
Alone with that boy
He needed a sympathy
He just didn't want to have to say why..."

His voice trailed off and he opened his eyes, shifting them onto his solo audience memeber's face. He had stopped singing, but the guitar music continued and he spoke over it. "Thank you for your patronage," he said, his voice low and slightly husky, probably from the chain smoking from his late teenage years. No matter. That helped his singing voice and made his speaking voice damn hard to ignore.

[Desmond Giuseppe]

"You're welcome." said Desmond with a sigh, his blush growing brighter. Desmond gazed contently at the guy; as hot as he was he looked like he hadn't had a decent meal in a while and Desmond had a wad of cash that was just burning a hole in his pocket. He took a deep breath to calm his nerves before speaking.

"Do you want to go get something to eat with me?" he asked quickly, "My treat."

[doherty]

There was no way Josh was going to refuse a good meal, but he feigned contemplation anyway. He strummed a few stray chords on his guitar, ending on a pleasant G and stopping, letting a bit of a silence stretch between the two. He grinned his lopsided grin and shrugged. "Sure." He paused, giving the kid a meaningful look. "Only if you insist." Instead of waiting for a reply, Josh climbed to his feet and stretched, his black t-shirt and demin jacket raising every so slightly to give the kid a glimpse of what lay beneath. He put his guitar gently back in its case and closed the whole thing up. When he was finished, took a step so he was close to Desmond, close enough for it to be intentionally uncomfortable. "My name's Josh," he introduced.

[Desmond Giuseppe]

Desmond was exstatic that he agreed to go with him. He casually got to his feet as the hot guitar man did.

"I'm Desmond." he said with a smile, "Have you ever been to the Liberty diner?"

[doherty]

Josh was charmed by Desmond despite himself. "No, I've never had the pleasure," he said, his voice intentionally holding a tone of mischief and obscenity. "I suppose that's where we're headed?" He strapped the guitar across his back and ran a hand through his hair, his arm making contact with Desmond's for a few seconds and creating a bit of heat.

[Desmond Giuseppe]

"Yeah, just follow me." said Desmond, trying not to react too much to Josh's arm touching his.

((To the Diner I shall post!))