Megumi strolled into the Quickstop, a little sluggish from staying up so late the night before. She picked out a cherry popsicle and went to the counter nodded a small 'hello' to Dante as she set the money on the counter.
"That's all I want." She opened the frozen treat licking at it sleepily, "Is it alright if I stay in here to eat this? I won't bug you or anything. I'm just a little tired and don't have to be home for another hour."
Dante got up lazily from his spot and picked up the change. The register dinged it's appropriate tune, cash draw sliding out, the change dropped in, and the drawer shut. "No problem. As long as you don't incite a riot and get a bunch of guys slinging cigarettes at me. You can stay here the whole hour." Dante eye'd her, "Megumi, right?"
She chuckled, "Nah, I don't smoke but I have no problem with that do." Nodding, she sucked on popsicle, "That's right. Randal's stalker," she laughed, "I'm kidding." Megumi leaned back against the counter facing away from him, "He really is paranoid when it comes to relationships you know that? I'm surprised you two have been friends as long as he says."
"We get that a lot. The best I can tell it's a combination of our ability to go with the flow in any given situation, my anal retentiveness, his complete lack of respect for responsibility, and our mutual distrust of society as a whole. He'd say I'm secretly gay for him. Believe me, if i was gay, I could do better than him." Dante rolled his eyes, "That and the fact we worked here for over a decade gets you used to a person. Like breaking in a good pair of shoes that you never want to throw away."
"Randal hasn't done the relationship thing. The few times that I recall he ever ventured toward that, it wasn't long lasting. Like I said we don't trust societ and him, he doesn't trust society's norms as well. He spent the first couple of years trying to get me to realize that. He's right on some levels. But I can finally say that this is where I want to be."
"I didn't mean to offend you or anything I was just wondering, that does make a lot of sense though." She bit into the popsicle making a face at the cold, "I don't trust many people either...it's just..." she trailed off and finished the popsicle. "I really like him, how stupid is that? Sorry. You don't even know me and I'm here going on and on."
Dante swiped a napkin and handed it to her. "You didn't. I thought you were asking a legitimate question and I tried to answer." Dante moved back to his spot to watch television. "Randal isn't a bad catch for any girl. But you have to be a special kind of girl." Dante said absentmindedly as he stared at the TV. "You're not stupid. Though, I think this is the first time I've heard of a girl having a crush on him. Bound to happen some day. Though I would like to apologize for the fact that he screws you in RST. Not exactly my idea of a romantic setting."
"Oh! Please, don't apologize. It was awesome." She blushed immediately, "I mean...I don't know the policy of fucking after business hours, it was only once I was hoping for more though." Megumi looked up at him, "I wasn't really looking for anything romantic at first."
She sighed, "I'm just a fuck to him I know that." Megumi leaned forward on the counter to watch the television.
"Many a girl has had her heart broken in that video store." And her hymen. Dante sighed as he watched...uhhh, oh yea, Mia, walk in. "You're not the first to want more. But don't get too worked up over it. However difficult that may be. He's just simply flexing the need to spread his seed. As it was explained to me by a wiser party. I don't personally do that. I get into a relationship and actually try and learn something from it. I'm not one for those one night stands or chance meetings at a bar." Dante threw a slanted glance at Megumi, "I can't give you incredibly sagely advice, but I can say that you are a beautiful girl and that most guys would cut off their left arm to be with you. So he's not your only option."
She smiled at the compliment, "You're took kind, Dante, really." Her expression was less cherry a moment later an annoyed sigh escaped her pink glossed lips, "I was afraid you'd say something like that. It's just that I don't want some guy, some kid, I want him. And not even as a boyfriend..." Megumi strummed her fingers, "I'm young but I'm not an idiot and I don't have some sick fantasy to live happily ever after that's not what I want at all."
"Sorry if that was cliche'd but I think you're gonna head for a fatal attraction result if you force it or harp on it." Dante shrugged, "Sometimes the world surprises us, sometimes it's just like every other time we get crapped on. He's not going to change as far as I can tell. But then again, you're definitely not the usual type of girl. Don't become his fuck toy. Become his friend, maybe with benefits. You gotta give him places to see that he can be your friend and that there's not going to be this age gap at play all the time."
She nodded, "I want to be his friend I'd like to at least think we're friends sort of anyway. Do you have any suggestions?" Megumi chewed on her lower lip, "I don't want to force anything I'm not like that at all it's just with him I feel completely clueless. He's so much older I like that, not in the creepy way....jesus I'm not making sense."
"No no no, I understand. Well, as much as a guy can. Being his friend is like learning to tolerate all the bullshit in the world, but realizing that his bullshit isn't complete crap." Dante rubbed his chin, "Being well versed in all things sexual definitely helps your case. Familiarity with Star Wars is good. Having well formed, obscure, and possibly controversial opinions about things definitely lends to great conversations. And those conversations will definitely give you more insight into him. Subjects can include but are not limited to the construction and subsequent destruction on the Second Death Star, the use of personal politics, a flying car, monkeys over taking the earth, and how title does not dictate behavior. Sexual deviancy can be interspersed in order to liven things up. Oh yea, and the handicapped and how they are only trying to get simpathy from everyone."
She laughed out loud. "That's a lot to think about. I love Star Wars the new ones I'm not too fond of as far as everything else I'm sure I can come up with something." She paused not sure what to say or even ask next, she wasn't sure about anything to be completely honest. Her mind kept going back to the night before, mostly the long hours afterwards waiting for the sun to come up because her mother wasn't expecting her home until morning. The real tragedy was she wouldn't be able to talk about it with anyone, burdening Randal's best friend wasn't the way to go.
Megumi gasped realizing she had been quiet for some time, she looked up at him sincere, "Do you think I should forget about all of this?" Swallowing the lump in her throat she asked, "Would he even notice?" Both were a stupid questions, she mentally cursed herself for coming off as so pathetic.
"I can't say he was a huge fan of the new trilogy, but his love is definitely for the first. Listen, I'm not saying you can just forget about love. Give yourself some time and see if the feelings ebb or flow. If he still makes you all a flutter, well that's one thing. If the emotions just pitter away, then you can make the decision necessary. He's in hte position of live to get laid. Perpetually."
She sighed heavily, "I don't love him hell I don't know what love is. I just wanted to be remembered I guess I don't want to be just another fuck, fuck toy doesn't sound too bad but I want something more then that. Is that so much to ask for?" Megumi rolled her eyes, "fuck I hate sounding like some love sick kid." She smirked at the irony of it all. "That's what I am isn't it?"
Dante nodded, "Sorry, kiddo. Cupid's arrow struck ya right in the heart and you're pining for him like we need oxygen." Dante shifted his weight. "Mia, is right, but I know how difficult it can be to let go of love, love lost, or love that can never be. It was the sad story of my life 10 years ago. It blew up in my face and I can't say I didn't deserve it. Just feel free to hang around the quick stop. It's not like we want to close. I'm considering widening the hours by a few, but I'm not sure. Doubt there would be anyone willing to do a graveyard shift in a town that really doesn't need 24/7 convenience. Maybe I'll start asking customers, see if anyone needs it." Dante reached between the coffe maker and the telephone and pulled out his check list. All items had been checked, and everything was in order. Sweet.
Mia skipped into the store again, holding a large cup of Dunkin Donuts coffee. She spotted her new boss, the one she hadn't talked too all that much during her interview, at the counter and someone who she figured must be a customer. She walked over to the counter with a mumbled "Hello", and started examining the candy bins as she chugged her coffee like a champ. Her purple hair was spiked up now, and there were an insane amount of bracelets and wristbands on her thin arms, the decorations reaching up to her elbows. Since she was no longer in interview mode, she'd put the bar back through the two holes in the upper cartilidge of her left ear, and industrial peircing it was called. She finished the coffee and looked mornfully at the empty cup.
Dante reached under his arm and grabbed the pot of coffee, "Mia, you're welcome to what's left. If it's stale I'm sorry." He held it so she could get her hand around the handle and not burn herself on the glass. "Just remember to mix it up with the caffinated and non-caffinated." Dante had to admire her flair for individual expression. The hair was a nice touch.
She nodded politely eying the girl up and down, Jelly bracelets? And I thought I was immature. "Nice hair I mean that. I guess you haven't met Elias yet you'd probably scare the shit out of him with that outfit." She chuckled playfully chewing on the wooden popsicle stick.
She looked at Dante and smiled wide as he offered her the coffee. "Thank you!" she said, maybe a little too enthusasticly as she took the coffee from him. She poured what was left in the pot into her large cup and drank it down black. She sighed and the look on her face was one of almost perfect calm.
"Nice hair I mean that. I guess you haven't met Elias yet you'd probably scare the shit out of him with that outfit."
She looked over at the other woman and raised an eyebrow. "Nope, haven't met anybody named Elias yet. And half the reason I dress like this is that I want to scare people." She bared her teeth and growled at Megumi before laughing and holding out her hand in greeting. "I'm Mia."
"He's very christian, if you hear a scream you'll know it's him." She smiled and shook the girl's hand, "Megumi. Honey, do what you like I lived in Japan the first seven years of my life nothing as simple as a fashion trend can scare me unless you throw pom poms in my face that might creep me out."
"He's very christian, if you hear a scream you'll know it's him."
She laughed as she shook the other girls hand. "Man, I know how to scare the good little Christian boys, and it's not about how I dress," she laughed and shook her head. "They're the best ones to fuck with."
"Honey, do what you like I lived in Japan the first seven years of my life nothing as simple as a fashion trend can scare me unless you throw pom poms in my face that might creep me out."
She shuddered at the thought of pom poms, "Dear god, cheerleaders. They tried to recruit me sophmore year after they found out I could actually do gymnastics," She seemed to be twitching at the thought of them. She started playing with one of her wristbands, which had a picture of an anime character on it.
"They're the best ones to fuck with."
"Oh hell yeah, yesterday I flashed the poor kid in the video store. He almost died it was classic." She chuckled.
"Dear god, cheerleaders. They tried to recruit me sophomore year after they found out I could actually do gymnastics,"
Megumi shrugged, "I don't understand why the schools always have that one fat cheerleader...you know? The one that's sickening to watch," She shuddered. The girl started to fiddle with one of her wrist bands, "Oh you like anime?"
"Oh hell yeah, yesterday I flashed the poor kid in the video store. He almost died it was classic."
Mia laughed and shook her head. "A girl after my own heart. The offending of someone with delicate sensablities is just too much fun," she said, smiling at Megumi before shooting a quick look at Dante, "I'd never do that on the clock, of course. I'm not stupid."
"Oh you like anime?"
Mia nodded enthusastically, "I'm the founder and current president of the Brookdale Anime Club. It's fun and it's something to do."
Mia was cute. Megumi would admit that. "Being Japanese kind of forces me to like anime." She giggled, "I have a lot of hentai I like that more then anything. I'd love to join I could donate some stuff, I don't have the shitty English dubbed episodes either."
She nodded thoughtfully. "Well, to be an offical member of the club you'd have to be a Brookdale Community College student. Are you a student?" She Shruged and shook her head, "aww hell, it doesn't matter, I'll list you as an honorary member, which gives you access to club meetings anyway. I just need your full name." She scuffed one of her feet against the floor and tilted her head. "We're not technically supposed to watch Hentai on the school grounds, due to, some sexual harrassment thing or another. But we make exceptions for the occasional so bad it's funny or so freaky it's hillarious one. Last one we made an exception for was Sex Friend. Because anything named Sex Friend must be watched."
"I'm still in high school actually," Megumi said suddenly feeling a little awkward being so young. "Yeah I understand. Sex Demon Queen was the first hentai I saw I was fourteen at the time, tentacales and dog demons crazy shit. My favorite is La Blue Girl I guess I have a thing for chicks that can enlarge their clits to the size of cocks." She smirked.
Mia laughed, "La Blue Girl has never been one of my favorites. But Sex Demon Queen is great to freak out prudey people, you know? So is La Blue Girl, now that I think about it." She tilted her head to the side and looked at Megumi carefully, "You sure as shit don't look like a high school kid." She shrugged and smiled, "Well, it was nice meeting you Megumi, but I gotta go have a smoke before I die." She started walking towards the door, but turned before leaving, "Oh, and give up on Mr. Graves, he seems like a complete pig. You can do better." She walked out of the store and hopped up onto her car. She pulled a cigarette out of her pocket and lit it before laying back on the hood of her car and looking up at the lackluster sky.
"Yeah it's fun watching them with unsuspecting people." She smiled at Mia's comment, "Really? I've always been told I look younger." She shrugged, "It was nice meeting you two, Mia." For a moment Megumi considered joining her, but decided against it, being surrounded by a cloud of smoke was...unpleasant.
"Oh, and give up on Mr. Graves, he seems like a complete pig. You can do better."
She winced a little at her words, "Yeah..." she whispered.