“Polite until people I’m interviewing start dodging my questions,” she replies. Then she becomes like a bulldog.
“Fiction or non-fiction? I read a lot of non-fiction books by journalists who have invested various topics or incidents. On the fiction side, mostly mysteries. What about you?”
It doesn't surprise him to hear that about her, she has that kind of vibe and he's thankful they are just hanging out and that he's not being interviewed by her because she'd sense something off right away. He's not a great liar by any means.
"I love a good mystery, or any kind of dumb pulp fiction thing. Especially if it's got some raunchy sex in it."
Lois can’t help but roll her eyes at that. “They have whole books filled with just raunchy sex,” she replies. He’s pretty horny. Not that Lois isn’t horny. It’s part of why she came here tonight.
“Why do you think you’re an asshole?” she asks. He’s been pretty nice so far, raunchy sex mentions aside.
"Well yeah but that's just porn without plot, if I want that I'll just put on an actual porno." He says with a little shrug. "If I'm reading I like there to be a little more story with my raunchy sex."
The sudden question causes him to blink in surprise and shrug again.
"Because I've been told I am one? I'm rude, blunt, have no class. The list of my shortcomings goes on and on."
“Is there raunchy sex in those pulp fiction detective novels?” she asks. Clearly, she’s not reading the right ones.
Lois takes a sip of beer before continuing. “And I’ve been told that I’m a bitch, but I don’t think that I am, most of the time.” She can’t say never. “Do you think that you act like an asshole?”
“Well, yeah,” Lois replies. “That’s different. Saying wrong things doesn’t make you an asshole. Maybe inconsiderate at times, or brash. I just think of assholes as being mean on purpose, which is why I was wondering why you were so quick to refer to yourself as one.”
That’s the thing about Richard. While he’s certainly not conventionally hot, he’s not terrible-looking either. Lois isn’t unattracted to him physically. It’s his personality and work ethic that give her pause.
“I should know by now not to ask,” she replies. “What kind of odd jobs?” Lois puts a hand up. “If the odd jobs involve OnlyFans or something, please spare me those details.”
Lois gives him a look. “Well, yeah.” What did he think would happen?
She leans back against the booth, appraising him for a moment. “I’ve asked enough questions.” If she digs any more, whatever she uncovers probably won’t endear him any further to her. “Do you have any questions for me?”
He was hoping that because it was an empty parking lot they might be a bit more lenient for his missed days but that wasn't the case. But it's not like he wanted to miss the shifts, he just couldn't do them because of the full moon and his boss wouldn't listen.
Her sudden shift makes him blink and he takes a second, looking at her quietly for a moment before speaking.
"Do you ever get scared? Like real, full on terrified?"
That’s an interesting question. Lois’s face doesn’t betray any surprise though.
“I have been, a few times when working on stories. You don’t expose corruption without making the people that are doing the corrupting pissed off. I’ve received threats before.”
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"What kind of books do you usually read?"
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“Fiction or non-fiction? I read a lot of non-fiction books by journalists who have invested various topics or incidents. On the fiction side, mostly mysteries. What about you?”
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"I love a good mystery, or any kind of dumb pulp fiction thing. Especially if it's got some raunchy sex in it."
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“Why do you think you’re an asshole?” she asks. He’s been pretty nice so far, raunchy sex mentions aside.
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The sudden question causes him to blink in surprise and shrug again.
"Because I've been told I am one? I'm rude, blunt, have no class. The list of my shortcomings goes on and on."
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Lois takes a sip of beer before continuing. “And I’ve been told that I’m a bitch, but I don’t think that I am, most of the time.” She can’t say never. “Do you think that you act like an asshole?”
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Another pause as he thinks about her question.
"Yeah. I think I can be. My mouth kind of has a mind of its own and I sometimes say shit I shouldn't or without thinking. And that hurts people."
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Speaking without thinking… he can work on that.
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"I mean unless someone is a dick to me first, then yeah. I might say shit to hurt them."
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She really does. Lois finds it difficult to trust most people, and she will never just blindly accept something.
“What other shortcomings do you have?”
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"Wow, uh okay. I can't hold down a job, I don't have any ambition, uhhh.... I've got a really hairy chest and ass?"
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The first two faults are a lot more problematic than the last two. “If you’re not working, then what do you do all day?” Lois asks.
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A pause and because it's him he has to add.
"Masturbate."
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Because shit certainly ain’t free.
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"No, she's back in Canada." Which is where he's from originally.
"And I pay for shit by doing a lot of odd jobs."
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“I should know by now not to ask,” she replies. “What kind of odd jobs?” Lois puts a hand up. “If the odd jobs involve OnlyFans or something, please spare me those details.”
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"Fuck no! No one would pay me for that kind of stuff."
He leans forward enough to signal to the bartender that they want another round.
"Let's see....I was a security guard at an empty parking lot for a while. That was pretty odd."
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Their next round of beers come out and Lois takes a sip of hers.
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"I missed a couple of shifts in a row and they fired me."
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She leans back against the booth, appraising him for a moment. “I’ve asked enough questions.” If she digs any more, whatever she uncovers probably won’t endear him any further to her. “Do you have any questions for me?”
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Her sudden shift makes him blink and he takes a second, looking at her quietly for a moment before speaking.
"Do you ever get scared? Like real, full on terrified?"
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“I have been, a few times when working on stories. You don’t expose corruption without making the people that are doing the corrupting pissed off. I’ve received threats before.”
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"How do you get past it?"
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ooc: his laugh really is like a big giggle XD
he’s adorable
He is 💙 and such a dork
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