Play hard, party harder.

[proudlooney]

Midweek, and Campbell had taken it upon himself to let himself into Jip's flat while Jip was out (read: break in). Jip was so late with the rent that he'd probably be thrown out any day soon. Campbell had tidied up. He brought some groceries with him to stock up the fridge a little since Jip never seemed to have food when he stayed over

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[sexualparanoia]

Making money was not easy, especially not when he just had to literally beg for a job. No joke, he had to get on his knees and beg this glorified club own for a shift behind his bar. Men like that got off on power and hu,humiliating him definitely seemed to lighten the mans mood. And after all of that, he got 10 hours a week he had to somehow live off. The pay was shit as well but well, it was the best he could get and it would keep him going if he ended up homeless anyway. He didn't exactly feel good when he left either, he felt like his pride had been pissed all over.

He could still hear those bastards laughing as he left. Yep, funny old Jip, begging for work. Christ he missed his car as well, half an hour walk home and it was bloody freezing.

He ran upstairs to avoid his landlord and swiftly locked himself inside, hoping that he didn't come along and ask today, he really didn't want to beg any more. Turning around, he cried out in fear and slammed into the door. "Shit! Where did you come from?"

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"From the loony bin." Campbell grinned at him from the sofa. "Come on, I got us chips." Smell them, Jip. Smell them. Inhale that glorious scent of deep fat fried lumps of potatoes. He held out the package to Jip.

"I got yo some food too, aye? Since you're rubbish at shopping." That would be because he had no money, Campbell, because someone crashed his car into a lamp post and got him fired.

With his free hand he held out a packet of cigarettes. Chips in one hand, fags in the other. He cares, Jip.

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Yes, it was sweet but Jip still looked terrified because Campbell broke into his bloody flat! Anyone could have come for him. Sighing, he shook his head and gave the other boy a sideways look before dropping down on the sofa and taking a fag. He lit up before blowing smoke into the air. Oh dear God, he was definitely courting a loony.

"Thanks for the shopping... erm, you out of the loonybin yet?"

He hoped not, he really wanted to get a proper job before Campbell found out and gave him that sad puppy luck. Looking down at the food, he took a handful of chips before stubbing out his fag. Smoking and eating just didn't work.

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Campbell shook his head and stuffed another handful of chips into his mouth. "No' yet. BUT! I got some news. Hopefully good news. Mebbe not. But, I spoke to Eddie about getting a flat near him and there is none. But he says, if we donnae mind sharing a room agether we can move into his flat, he has a spare room."

Campbell rolled off the sofa and went to get the vodka and the shot glasses and lined them up on the coffee table, filling up six glasses each.

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"Well... we'll just have to find you a new job, aye?" Because it was that easy, Campbell. He bounced on his heels. "What're you good at? You were working in a shop, aye? Well, there's plenty of shops. What else are ya good at?"

At least he was trying to help... right? Sort of. He pulled out his cigarettes and lit one, offering the pack to Jip. "We could phone Eddie...?"

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"Just shops and I've tried. I have a shift at a bar, ten hours for £6.10 an hour. It'll do but I can't afford the rent," he didn't want to admit how much he'd blown on drink, drugs and partying but the weekend was kind of special.

"Sorry mate... if we have to but I dunno, fuck up I suppose."

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"Come on." Campbell grabbed Jip by the wrist and legged it down the road, dragging his sort of not boyfriend along with him until they reached a phone box. He slipped inside the booth, popped his 20p into the slot and called Eddie.

It took a while to explain the situation and a few extra 20p coins to get the whole thing sorted, but soon enough he hung up and stepped out. "Eddie's on his way in the car."

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Jip held his bag and waited patiently till Campbell was done. Standing beside the man, he heaved a sigh before looking the other way. This was actually pretty embarrassing to tell Campbell. He hated failing.

Course, he decided it was officially time he actually introduced himself. Because all of this was wonderful for Campbell to do. Holding out his hand, he offered it.

"Joseph. Joseph Tylor."

[proudlooney]

There's nothing wrong with his clothes, Jip. They're tasteful and fashionable. Just... colourful. "I cannae beg your Ma for money. It isnae right. You should ask her."

Although Campbell's kicked puppy wibbleface could melt just about any mother's heart. Maybe he should ask his own mum for some money, but then his dad would get all huffy.

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"But she'll fucking love you, you're like a child," Jip dismissed before settling down. "Look, crash here on the floor and tomorrow we'll try. Just make sure you look pathetic and wear that multicoloured hoodie thing."

He would so get money if he brought a special puppy home to his mom. It was like adopting a three legged dog and displaying it for pity.

Morally wrong but it worked!

[proudlooney]

"I'm no like a child. I'm a loony." There was a difference, Jip. And there was nothing wrong with his multicoloured hoodie, thank you very much. It was his favourite.

Campbell huffed. "Why cannae we share the bed?" Aside from the fact it might collapse. "Floors are no comfy."

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"Well we can I suppose," he offered with a small half smile before clambering onto the bed and settling down. He offered Campbell a hand so the idiot could join him on a not entirely stable and kind of crummy camp bed.

"Besides, I just didn't think you'd want your substitute dad to know."

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"A client?" Campbell asked so innocently, poor puppy. "Is she a businesswoman or something?" How awesome would that be? A super successful business woman with a bank account to much! No wonder she could loan Jip money. If only that were the case...

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"Yup, self employed and everything," Why ruin the fun early. He got dressed, had breakfast and he and Jip commuted the distance to go see her. He didn't think that Campbell would understand if he explained but regardless, as they stood outside Jips moms house, Jip sighed and knocked.

"Just... don't ask her about work, got it?"

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"A'right." Awesome. Going to meet a business woman! A super successful business woman with an awesome son! Brilliant. Campbell rocked back and forth on his feet as they waited at the door, hands shoved in his jeans pockets, hair falling into his face looking every bit the adorable puppy.

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When the door didn't get opened, Jip took out his key and unlocked the door with a sigh, dragging Campbell in after him before pausing. "Mom? Mooooom!"

Looking up the stairs, he paused before groaning in annoyance. His mom was saying goodbye to a client. He tugged Campbell onto the sofa and dropped down beside him so he could watch his mom, in her dressing gown, exchange money and show the old perv to the door.

And Jip sat there, glare set on his face as he stared the bastard out. Once the door was shut, all tension from his body fled. "Hey mom, this is Campbell. Campbell, this is my mom... erm, mom, can you wear proper clothes for this?"

Mrs Tylor smiled and looked down before laughing like it was pretty funny to her. "Oh don't fuss Joey, I'll be down in the second then."

The moment she went upstairs, he turned his head to Campbell and raised an eyebrow. "Guess what she does to a living yet?"

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"I suppose." He stole the fag from Jip and took a drag before handing it back. "At least we don't have to worry about Eddie evicting us if we cannae pay the rent... well~ unless he gets evicted..."

Best not to worry about it. He was sure Eddie wouldn't get evicted. It'd all be great. The three of them, living together... Well, as long as Campbell passed his psych checks and got discharged...

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"Tell those blokes on the panel that then. You have a job, a place to live with room-mates and you'll be set to move in with us," Campbell had to go back to the loony bin tonight and that meant a night hanging out with a 50-something bloke he didn't know. Hopefully the bloke was into smoking/drinkin/birds.

Or they would have nothing to discuss.

Well, maybe records, Eddie had a lot of them and Jip really wanted to have a look and compare. they could bond while Campbell hung out with nutjobs.

[proudlooney]

"Aye, cannae hurt. Must be sane if I have a flat and room-mates lined up, aye? And they know Eddie, so they know I'm in safe hands." Campbell grinned and gave Jip a tug, pulling him close to plant a kiss on his lips before bouncing away.

Okay. Sane was probably a little strong. Stable, at least.

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Oh God, public kissing, there were people around Campbell. Looking around, he glared off anyone giving funny looks before running after the loon. As they got close to the shops, he grabbed Campbells hood and yanked him back. "Now, remember, behave and if they try to sell you anything, don't just agree to the price. Haggle a little."

Perhaps Jip would be better at that part?