When i got my first job, there was this older guy, Brad. older than the rest of us shithead teens i mean, like 25. He was pretty cool, but he had braces, which was unusual for someone his age.
The cinema we cleaned was in a fancier part of town. Brad and i were actually the only couple of dudes from the other side of the tracks. Not poor, right? But not fancy.
Anyway one day one of the other kids we worked with, a fancy chick called Kelly asked him
When i got my first job, there was this older guy, Brad. older than the rest of us shithead teens i mean, like 25. He was pretty cool, but he had braces, which was unusual for someone his age.
The cinema we cleaned was in a fancier part of town. Brad and i were actually the only couple of dudes from the other side of the tracks. Not poor, right? But not fancy.
Anyway one day one of the other kids we worked with, a fancy chick called Kelly asked him
she said. continued