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Painted Skies

Summary:

Jack hates the rain. But it doesn't always end bad.

Notes:

First attempt at Rhack so please give me some slack

 

Pfffffffft I rhymed and made myself giggle

Chapter 1: Meeting

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Jack hates the rain.

He hates how it makes his clothes cling to his skin. He hates how it makes it hard to see out of his windshield. He hates how it makes his employees late.

Jack hates the rain.

As the man sits impatiently at a red light - "Really? ANOTHER ONE? I really have somewhere else I need to be." - with a cigarette between his fingers near the barely-rolled-down window, he hears laughter. In confusion, he instinctively looks around for the source, cursing the heavy rain and turning the windshield wipers higher. With better vision, Jack notices a boy, no older than twenty, skipping and spinning in the falling water.

Jack finds himself staring in awe at the child-like behaviour. He eyes the figure as best he can, and notices three things.

The first is the fact that this kid is missing an arm. 'How the fuck do you just go around losing body parts? That's just so irrisponsible.'

The second is how goddamned skinny this kid is. It's almost painful to see. Didn't he eat?

The third he only notices when another vehicle pulls up next to him. How the kid suddenly changes, a coy smile pulling at his lips as he leans in close to the window, knowing how to position his arm and legs seductively.

Jack knows exactly what is going on.

When the boy gets into the vehicle, Jack watches them pull away. A car honking at him brings the man back to the real world, and he quickly moves off to go on his way.

Who was that kid?