The thrill of a first kiss can never be diminished, except by shame afterward, if it represented a total loss of control, and the end result is a lover you can't stand to look at. But after Candy kissed Damien, she felt none of that. Damien felt none of that. Candy needed someone like Damien, someone with no cares. Damien needed Candy, someone with whom he'd be able to do everything he hoped, without the teenage awkwardness of convincing.
They lie in the back of his car, looking at each other with knowing eyes, and kissing each other gently, before Candy spoke.
"I'm in kind of a difficult situation with my boyfriend," she said.
"Yes," Damien said.
She sat up in the seat, coming back in her mind to the situation at her home.
"I don't think I've gotten rid of him completely."
"No," Damien agreed.
"And then there's the rent, which will be due soon."
Damien nodded.
"Do you think..."
"What?"
"Do you think there's any chance your dad would advance me the money from my first check?"
"Yeah, of course. Why wouldn't he?"
"I don't know. He doesn't know me."
"He would, if you explained it to him. You need to make rent."
He looked kind of disinterested in the whole thing, which concerned Candy, as she thought he might take an interest in, even chip in, but he was just a kid. He didn't know anything about making rent. She liked that about him, that he hadn't yet been touched by the world and all of the difficult things to be found there, but then again, she was in a tough spot.
She put on her doe eyes.
"Would you explain it to him?"
"Yeah, sure, no problem. I can explain it to him. But I really don't think it's that big a deal. You've already earned most of the money, anyway."
"True."
She cheered up again, and lay back down on the back seat. After a little while, they both went to sleep peacefully in each other's arms.
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