Boners aren't like taxes

Tsaaq: ((:o))
Alexithymiaa: (Whats Remy doing?)
Tsaaq: ((He had cocaine anonymous today biatch.))
Alexithymiaa: (Awww Remy baby)
Tsaaq: ((Stahp, okay I'm posting xD))
Tsaaq: He got up from his chair at the end of the support group session, other people had lingered so Remy stuck around to socialize. His eyes went to look down at his phone. After tucking it away he nodded his head in the direction of the group. “I should probably go. I’ll see you guys next week.” Remy told them. Remy walked out of the room and through the lobby. “Night.” He said to the receptionist as he walked out of the facility and into the street with his pack of cigs in his hand. Remy looked up and down the sidewalk then shrugged as he waited at the crosswalk until the light was green, stepping towards the side of the block with the Target.
Alexithymiaa: -Adam stepped out of the back room of Target, shaking hands with the man in the red polo shirt before turning to wlak through the store and to the front doors. He jammed his hands down into the pockets of his denim jacket, his work boots scuffing the sidewalk as he stepped outside to take a deep breath of what he didn't really consider to be fresh air. He glanced up the block before turning, heading to the corner.-
Tsaaq: Remy took out a cigarette and twirled it between his fingers as he continued to walk. He glanced up and spotted Adam, giving him a wave. "Junior!" He said loudly and picked up the pace. "The fuck you doing here?" He asked him as he leaned on the brick wall of the Target.
Alexithymiaa: -Adam turned his head when he heard his nickname, seeing Remy off in the distance and waving back to him. He walked over to meet him, stopping beside the building. "I just had an interview in Target. What're you doing here?"-
Tsaaq: "You're trying to work there?" He asked with a raise of his eyebrow. He put his cig in his mouth and pulled out his lighter, shielding the flame as he lit the cigarette. "Support group, I try to go every Wednesday now." He pointed in the direction of the rehab center behind him with his thumb.
Tsaaq: ((I WASN'T DONE NEW COMPUTER.))
Tsaaq: "You're trying to work there?" He asked with a raise of his eyebrow. He put his cig in his mouth and pulled out his lighter, shielding the flame as he lit the cigarette. "Support group, I try to go every Wednesday now." He pointed in the direction of the rehab center behind him with his thumb. "Isn't Crack Baby trying to work at Target too?" Remy asked.
Alexithymiaa: -His eyes followed over to the building behind Remy where he gestured, nodding his head. "Yeah, she gave me the idea. I just really need a job and they're hiring right now. I don't care much of what I do. It shouldn't be that bad. And working with friends makes it more tolerable, right?"-
Tsaaq: He shrugged at Adam. "Yeah I guess. You can help her not get fired." Remy grumbled and tapped the ash off his cigarette into the street before bringing it back to his lips. "I wouldn't know. The first time I officially worked was this summer." He trailed off with his teeth gritted. "Hey, you'll probably get it though. You're a reliable guy. Hopefully you can be a good influence on Hay if she gets hired."
Alexithymiaa: "Yeah...." He trailed off into silence, his eyes dropping down to look at his boots awkwardly. "She just sort of does things without realizing they may be kind of... inappropriate considering the setting she's in."-
Tsaaq: "You talking about when she eats penis shaped food and it looks like she's sucking a dick?" Remy asked bluntly with a raise of his eyebrow. "Yeah I don't know when that started happening but it's annoying and gross to see cause I'm her brother I don't know if you think it's gross." He turned to glance at Adam skeptically.
Alexithymiaa: -He shrugged his shoulders unsurely, bringing his hand up to scratch at the back of his head. "It's not.... gross. It's just kind of weird, for me. I don't know... I'm not going to tell her she can't do stuff because that's not right or fair. But it makes me feel kind of weird."-
Tsaaq: He narrowed his eyes at the other male for a moment. "Weird?" He repeated with a bit of a curious tone. "'Japanese porn' weird? Or 'seeing a dog walk around on it's hind legs like a person' weird?"
Alexithymiaa: -Adam blinked, lifting his gaze to stare at Remy. "....what?"-
Tsaaq: "Okay." Remy sighed and took a pull from his cig. "When you say 'weird' what do you mean, Junior?" He asked slowly like he was a dumbass or something. "Like that feeling you get when you watch a gore movie and somebody knocks somebody's teeth out with a hammer or something?" He asked.
Alexithymiaa: "That ssounds more gross than weird, Remy." He let out a small sigh, shifting his weight on his feet. "I don't know, weird. Like awkward weird."-
Tsaaq: He shrugged. "She's not doing it on purpose." Remy trailed off. "Does that make you feel better?" He asked and cleared his throat, finishing off his stog. "Also it's gross and weird. Gore is both of those things." Remy went to pat Adam's shoulder.
Alexithymiaa: "Not really considering the fact that I know she's not doing it on purpose. I really don't think it's gross, it just makes me uncomfortable. And I don't want to tell her that because I know she'd feel bad and I don't want to stifle her personality."-
Tsaaq: He furrowed his eyebrows and leaned on the wall. "If you don't think it's gross why does it make you oh-" Remy rambled before he nodded his head in understanding. "Well think about something gross, like train yourself. Have you ever trained yourself to not get turned on by something?" He asked him quickly.
Alexithymiaa: "Remy stop..." He groaned, bringing a hand up to rub at his face. "Please stop."-
Tsaaq: ((DON'T SHUT HIM OUT ADAM!))
Tsaaq: "Seriously Junior, that's how you have to deal with shit like this." He said with his hands raised. "Girls doing shit that reminds you of sex is gonna turn you on, the only answer is to think of gross stuff so you don't get hard or anything... Did you get hard or something? Really dude?" Remy interrogated him with a raised eyebrow
Alexithymiaa: "No!" He interjected a little too quickly, and far too loudly before composing himself. "No. I just left. I didn't want to be in a situation I felt so awkwardly about. And ya'll wouldn't stop talking about it..." He trailed off, shaking his head. "It was just better if I went home."-
Tsaaq: "Hey!" Remy shouted. "We didn't keep talking about it okay! Don't blame this on us!" He said as he pointed his finger at Adam. "You're lucky I was there and saw the whole situation or I'd be super pissed at you for getting turned on at my sister sucking a lollipop come on!"
Alexithymiaa: -He brought his hands up to cover his face, his voice muffled behind them. "I'm sorry Remy. You know I would never do anything to jeopardize our friendship and I'd never want to put you in a situation like that."-
Tsaaq: He grunted and waved his hand at Adam. "It won't jepordize shit, I'm still getting used to the idea that people actually think my sister is hot and shit." He said begrudgingly. "I can't hold it against anybody anymore... She just used to be so cute and flat! And her cheeks were so fat and chubby and now she's wear bras as tops! It's a hard adjustment." Remy groaned then looked to Adam, putting his hand on his shoulder. "It's okay dude. Work on not getting turned on by stuff though. It's something we ALL have to do. You're not exempt. Boners aren't like taxes."
Alexithymiaa: -Adam stopped, mulling over Remy's words for a very long moment before turning a confused face over to him. "That doesn't make any sense. You can't avoid taxes and you can't really avoid... that kind of stuff either. It just happens whether you like it or not."-
Tsaaq: ((AHAHAHAAHAH))
Tsaaq: "Oh yeah." Remy muttered. "Well then I guess they're a lot like taxes then..." He trailed off. "The point is, you learned that boners suck in public places. Unless you have a girlfriend who's into that" Remy grinned before nodding his head slowly.
Alexithymiaa: "Please stop." He said completely monotoned, moving his hand to push back through his hair. "I'm just not going to see Hayley for a little while."-
Tsaaq: He reached over to push Adam a bit. "You can't do that. Then she's gonna think something's wrong, then she's gonna cry to me about it!" He scoffed. "Plus if you guys are gonna be working together you can't avoid her forever. Unless you have a plan to het her fired fast." He shrugged.
Alexithymiaa: "I wouldn't try to get her fired. I want her to do well and get the job and succeed. I just... don't want to cause issues." He shifted tolean his back against the brick wall. "I don't know... she's been a really good friend. Both of ya'll have and I don't want anything to mess that up."-
Tsaaq: Remy's eyes widened a bit as he exhaled with a frustrated expression. He crossed his arms over his chest and lowered his head. "You can't tuck your dick into your belt or something man?" He asked. "You can't just hold stuff in? Would that work? That worked for me when I was your age. Just do that. Pretend Hayley is a dude, pretend her name is Harvey and she's a dude." Remy rambled.
Alexithymiaa: -He groaned again and bent his knees, sliding down the side of the wall. "Stop talking about it. Remy just stop. Can we talk about something else now?"-
Tsaaq: "Okay but when Hayley comes complaining to me and whining about how you're avoiding her I'm coming over to your house and smacking you in the back of the head then getting some cake from the fridge and leaving" He said with a loud sigh, he took out his pack of cigarettes and looked around inside of it. "Sooo school starting back and shit on Monday. You going home this weekend?" Remy asked.
Alexithymiaa: "We have cake in the fridge?" Was all he said, lifting his head to think about it for a moment before snapping back to reality. "No, I'm staying here. I don't really want to go home, and I can't afford it right now. I only went a couple weeks ago. But Gabe said he's going to come visit in a few weeks if he caan get off work."-
Tsaaq: He glared at Adam for moment then shook his head. "Ohhh, then you can hang back here with me. Would you like that buddy?
Tsaaq: ((FUCKING FUCK))
Alexithymiaa: (IS HE DOING THE CONDESCENDING REMY VOICE)
Tsaaq: ((YES))
Tsaaq: He glared at Adam for moment then shook his head. "Ohhh, then you can hang back here with me. Would you like that buddy?" He started to say in his CONDESCENDING REMY VOICE, patting Adam's shoulder. "I can meet your brother and we can hang around and have a guys night, that sound okay? Huh?" He continued to speak in a high pitch.
Alexithymiaa: -He nodded his head slowly, sending Remy a small smile. "That would be really cool. You would like Gabe. He's an awesome guy and we haave a lot of fun together."-
Tsaaq: "We can watch sports or something, drink a few brewskis. You'll drink apple juice. The beer is for me and Gabe."  He began to ramble. "...I would've liked a brother." Remy shook his head then thought about it for a little bit longer. "Scratch that, if I had a brother he might've been like Bryan or some shit." He grumbled.
Alexithymiaa: "Oh... him." Was all he said on the subject, falling into silence. He stuffed his hands into the pockets of his jacket. "I don't think he likes me much."-
Tsaaq: Remy shook his head. "Don't feel bad. He doesn't like anybody. He's a fuck." He told him reassuringly.
Alexithymiaa: "Oh.. but... I mean he seems to like you?" He said as more of a question than a statement. "Why doesn't he like anyone? I didn't even do anything to him..."-
Tsaaq: "I don't know he's just a pissed off person. Some people are just miserable fucks." He shrugged his shoulders. "Some people just come out the womb frowning and hating everything. My cousin is like that." Remy explained. He shook his head at Adam. "He doesn't like me, he hates me less than he hates everyone else. Regardless he still hates me."
Alexithymiaa: "That sounds like a really sad way to go through life..." He planted his hand against the wall behind him, helping himself climb to his feet. "I can't imagine why someone would elect to be so unhappy."-
Tsaaq: Remy shrugged his shoulders again. "Yeahhhh but, some people are just like that I guess." He said. "I mean Bryan doesn't seem to be torn up about it so why should we be?"
Alexithymiaa: "I guess..." He pulled his keys to his truck out of his pocket, turning to look at Remy. "I'm going to head home. Are you good, or do you need a ride somewhere or....?"-
Tsaaq: He stared blankly at Adam and pulled his keys out of his pocket. "Nah I'm good." He jingled them and began to stride toward the corner. "I parked in front of Walgreens." Remy said to him. "Night Junior. Be good." He reached out to pat Adam's head.
Alexithymiaa: "Yeah, you too Remy." He sent him a small before turning to head back toward the Target parking lot, making his way to his truck to climb up and inside to eventually head home back I'm lazy and tired.-
Tsaaq: ((-pats-))