A Second Chance at Life... semi-lit romance - Full

[Leviathan007]

J A Y G A T S B Y

James arched an eyebrow in questioning, this boy made no sense, he acted as if he didn't remember their past working relationship."You really don't remember, do you?" He stood up, placing his hands on the table."What, did you bang your head and get amnesia?" Jay came over, placing his hands on Gunnar's shoulders,"Your name is Gunnar Crestlin..I think, you were a past employee of mine, practicing as an attorney." He turned, his back facing him, to the fireplace, holding his drink in hand."I was the worst boss imaginable. And, for no reason that I can recall, I fired you, leaving you on the streets. And I'm sorry." He was only saying this to compensate for his bad karma, it was hard to truly express his condolences for everything that had happened."I didn't even give you a decent office, I made you sit in the corner of mine. And I refused you any vacations or weekend breaks. Now do you realize who I was? And who I am? I am the ghost of a fiend, who only wishes to make peace with unfinished business. But, if you honestly are lost, I'm probably not the best person to look for answers." He picked up the signature page and pen, bringing it over to Gunnar,"But if you sign here, I can make your world worthwhile." He smiled truthfully this time, it was a kind smile, one that does not come often.
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[princess pudding]

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Gunnar studied the man for several heartbeats, lost in thought. Amnesia sounded reasonable, but he couldn’t bring himself to confirm with Jay. He truly didn’t know what was wrong, and making up some crazy excuse wasn’t going to help his case. What shocked him the most, however, was the honest reply of his apparent Boss. I guess I was right. He was a jerk. ...So what makes him want to make up for that now? Obviously he was keeping something under breath. Gunnar was curious, but not curious enough to prod at him for answers not concerning his own forgotten memories. Instead, he shifted in his seat and starred down at his plate of food, now cold from a lack of consumption. As Jay fell before him he took a glance at the paper, skimming through the bolded text with still blue eyes. Immediately his cheeks turned red, “Adoption papers? Why would you want to adopt me? I’m nineteen.”

[Leviathan007]

J A Y G A T S B Y

James had no idea how to explain his intentions without sounding utterly insane. He smoothed back his hair, feeling in dire need of a smoke, he ordered one of their finest Cuban cigars, chewing on the butt while he thought it over."Want one?" He offered, knowing the boy still wanted answers, but Jay really didn't feel like providing any at the moment. The day's problems poured onto him all at once, and he suddenly felt so tired and longing for another day when none of this ever existed. Perhaps he did wish for death, even if that meant eternal darkness."I'm only procrastinating..I know, I know.." He muttered to himself, then said aloud, and more clearly,"I know it's a lot to think about, but it's the only way to legally give you all my money, after that, you can leave this place as if I never existed in your life. It's only a piece of paper. You can choose to stay or go. All entirely your choice."
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{mood}~Eccentric~{location}~Home~{outfit}~Here~{with}~Gunnar