Corporate Contract
"I don't know about this..." Connor said, visibly pouting as he drove them both to his house.
"You're just upset because it's not your idea," Jake said, waiving his hand dismissively. "A last minute business trip makes just as much sense as me staying over at your place because of apartment issues. As if I would have to resort to staying with one of my employees over local family. Or a hotel. Or yelling at the office staff until they found me accommodations elsewhere. Besides, I already called them and told them about it. They were ecstatic that the company was giving you this opportunity. We have to go through with it, now."
"Yeah, yeah," Connor said, with a sigh. "Anyway, we're here. My room's at the top of the stairs, on the left. Suitcase is under the bed. I'll wait here?"
"Sounds fine," Jake said, shrugging his shoulders. He walked in, and rushed straight up to Connor's room without bothering to find Tyler or Zoe. The less he could interact with Connor's family, the better.
Connor's room was about what he expected- spotless floor, a clean bed, and no laundry to be seen spilling from the closet or the dresser drawers. The walls were decorated with a few sports posters, but apart from that it was a very boring, sterile room. Figures.
There was an awkward stuffed bear sitting on the bed, though. Jake didn't recognize it from any cartoon, so it was probably some off-brand toy. Jake swept it onto the floor. "Sharing is caring!" it croaked. "You have to put in effort to get good things back!"
"Of course it's a talking toy," Jake muttered to himself. "God forbid there be a children's toy that doesn't require batteries these days." He pulled the suitcase out from under the bed, and started filling it with clothes. After rummaging through several drawers, Jake was finally able to locate a few souvenir t-shirts he could wear instead of Connor's wardrobe. No such luck with underwear, though- it seemed Connor only wore briefs.
After finding enough clothes for the weekend, Jake threw in the stick of deodorant from the nightstand, and called it good enough.
"Has Beary said goodbye to you?" asked a shrill voice from downstairs.
"Yes, yes he did," Jake yelled, scooping up the bear from where it had fallen on the floor. Jake zipped up the suitcase, and dragged it down the stairs. "Here he is back, ahh... Zoe," he said, handing it back to her. She replied with a giggle, giving the bear a fierce hug. "Bye Zoe, bye Tyler," he said, nodding in their general direction as he walked out the door. The real Connor probably would have said a much lengthier farewell, but Jake was through caring.
"You're just upset because it's not your idea," Jake said, waiving his hand dismissively. "A last minute business trip makes just as much sense as me staying over at your place because of apartment issues. As if I would have to resort to staying with one of my employees over local family. Or a hotel. Or yelling at the office staff until they found me accommodations elsewhere. Besides, I already called them and told them about it. They were ecstatic that the company was giving you this opportunity. We have to go through with it, now."
"Yeah, yeah," Connor said, with a sigh. "Anyway, we're here. My room's at the top of the stairs, on the left. Suitcase is under the bed. I'll wait here?"
"Sounds fine," Jake said, shrugging his shoulders. He walked in, and rushed straight up to Connor's room without bothering to find Tyler or Zoe. The less he could interact with Connor's family, the better.
Connor's room was about what he expected- spotless floor, a clean bed, and no laundry to be seen spilling from the closet or the dresser drawers. The walls were decorated with a few sports posters, but apart from that it was a very boring, sterile room. Figures.
There was an awkward stuffed bear sitting on the bed, though. Jake didn't recognize it from any cartoon, so it was probably some off-brand toy. Jake swept it onto the floor. "Sharing is caring!" it croaked. "You have to put in effort to get good things back!"
"Of course it's a talking toy," Jake muttered to himself. "God forbid there be a children's toy that doesn't require batteries these days." He pulled the suitcase out from under the bed, and started filling it with clothes. After rummaging through several drawers, Jake was finally able to locate a few souvenir t-shirts he could wear instead of Connor's wardrobe. No such luck with underwear, though- it seemed Connor only wore briefs.
After finding enough clothes for the weekend, Jake threw in the stick of deodorant from the nightstand, and called it good enough.
"Has Beary said goodbye to you?" asked a shrill voice from downstairs.
"Yes, yes he did," Jake yelled, scooping up the bear from where it had fallen on the floor. Jake zipped up the suitcase, and dragged it down the stairs. "Here he is back, ahh... Zoe," he said, handing it back to her. She replied with a giggle, giving the bear a fierce hug. "Bye Zoe, bye Tyler," he said, nodding in their general direction as he walked out the door. The real Connor probably would have said a much lengthier farewell, but Jake was through caring.