Bryon: the dissatisfied Dreamer
Though Bryon, went chasing the 'dream', he had already gotten bored of the work he was doing, he, very ardently believed that, he deserved more. So, he screwed around, got screwed, laughed, played & of course, got fucked by his colleagues in the good and the bad way ;) (But the bad always did get the better of him)
So on this typical day, Bryon contemplated on his life scenario..his dream of being a genius was still stuck, but he this is pretty close to his dream though. He loves his dominatrix friends. He gets to go home to a bunch of friends, sometimes when he is in the mood he goes to his girlfriends home and got to stay over as and when he felt like it.
So on this typical day, Bryon work up with the same usual irritation. The irritation of going to work at this particular place. "Working with a bunch of horrid nincompoops. this really, was just not done!!" The more he thought abt it, the more it dawned to him. He had made a mistake. This place, this dream, everything about it was just wrong. Even if the people stank here, the work that he went chasing after, also, did in fact...stink... "This was just horrendous. There is no money, no fun, no life. So this is it, huh? he thought. He got up, rushed, got dressed and reached his work place on time.
Bryon was generally on time, his other pals were not, and the others too.. but his boss was there. So, with the mundane face on, he started to work. Things just didn't click! This cutting, editing, deleting, just didn't hit the mark! He believed, that he had more brains than what was needed here..'Maybe its the place', he thought. "How can the guy who runs this place be so extraordinarily dumb, one tracked, and so useless, and so dumb? I am so much better than this demeaning work here!!" So, not his cup of tea. His mind wondered off to his song writing days. He did not deny, that he had just wanted to get out of there, but he did get to do more...he got to explore and push boundaries... "did I make a mistake?" he thought.."hmm, will figure things out eventually, I normally do..."
As the day progressed, he went abt his work. Sometimes chatting in between with his friends, sometimes bitching with his pals. sometimes cracking a joke here and there. But mostly avoiding the bosses and their boring load of crap. But he knew, that as usual, more work would be given to him only in the evening and they would expect it all done that day itself!
"This is it!!" he thought, "I have had it with this place!! I have to go to bigger city and do this, only then will I have fun in my work life!
That evening, he met his dominatrix friends and other friends too, they all sat down, had some cheap drinks, bitched about their work and then headed to their favorite club.
"This feels good..." Bryon thought, "have a few drinks, have 2 chicks gyrate against me, loud music and some dancing for me too!! nice..!" the brighter side, he told himself
But pretty soon, his "not exactly a girlfriend" called, with some irritation he remembered that, he was to meet her and he didn't want to now, not anymore... that's ok, it thought. I'll just ignore... And so he did, as he continued dancing away.
That night when Bryon reached home, he finally called his gf- told her he was stuck at work, when she pushed further, he yelled and asked her to leave him alone. Which she did very meekly....
Generally, the only time Bryon ever got to think about his life was at nights when he got back from where ever. Yes.. Bryon did think about his life- unlike the others. Maybe that's why. he was exactly where he wanted to be in life. Of course, it was not as hunky dory as he had expected it to be...but at least he did what he wanted. Deep down he was sure, that things would get better - even if it were in a better office, probably in a bigger/better, city. "Yes...that was the only answer. And it has to work!! Afterall what else will....?" that question scared our dear Bryon- all his life he very dearly believed that everything will work out, once he got, to the big of everything- BIG city, a BIG office, with a BIG name... :)
SO WHAT??? if everything bored our little village kid, he is as sure, as the sun rising in the east, that if he does go to a bigger city & get to do the exact kind of work, that he wants and exactly, "how he wants" &the kicker - "that he wont get bored…..he will get there!" Yea....Bryon was a tad bit different.
He IS technically doing. whatever "he" wants in life, but becoz of his insatiable hunger…nothing is ever good enough for him.
So EVEN though he is living the dream life, poor Byron is bored of everything…..if only things got spiced up for him all the time....Smoking drinking, screwing, doping, doin what his colleagues and friends tell him to do..
The bigger city in still glossy to our little, blue eyed boy wonder
Dante: the essence greatness
That day, when Dante woke up, he was already late, but he continued to laze around in bed. Pondering over what his day would be like, what fun thing he would doing...finally he got up and left for work.
At office, he did some work, if it got through, ok, if not, then also, ok
That evening, he had big plans, he wanted to go to the club. so he called all his friends, the Callys, Bryon, asking them to join him.
They all met up at his place in the evening, they all drank as much as they could and then left for the club. But today was a different, today, everyone except for Dante were accompanied by there lovers! They were dressed fancily, and they were all happy. The Callys boyfriends were happy to be there, to know more about their girls office life. Bryon's chick was happy to be there, coz, she got to check out the Callys ("the whores", she called them in her head. She knew that these, aimless dumb blonde's would hit on anyone they wanted) 'whores' she repeated to herself again.
So when they reached the club, they immediately hit the dance floor. The Callys hugging and grinding their OWN boyfriends (for a change) while Bryon danced with his girl. All the while, Dante, pretended to be in his own world while dancing with everyone. Finally, he went up to Bryon and said "can I cut in dude?" Bryon, was like "ok..." So Bryon's chick, also politely danced with him and then went back to her sweethart. Dante, liked the dress she had worn, "she looks so hot in it!!" he continued to letch at her as much as he could, till Callisto decided to dance with him too.
As Callisto, bumped and ground herself against him, he kept an eye out for her boyfriend! He really didn't like him. He considered him a sleaze ball. Hanging out with Callisto probably only for sex, which obviously she was giving him and...god alone knows, what else he could get...So, as Callisto gyrated against him, he felt better. She was better off with him... he liked the way she moved against him. That was the first time something like this had happened with him. Since he was from a small city, this sort off stuff didn't normally happen to him or anyone.."slimy bastard Bryon used to keep all this to himself all this time!!"
so he ravished her- as much as he could that is. he wanted more. "May be" he thought, "she could be better off with me.."
Finally when they got tired, and decided to step off the floor, he took Callisto to one side and started to poison her abt her boyfriend. he challenged her that he was a loser, and that he was using her and he would definitely leave her. Then the inevitable happened...she stomped her feet, pulled her hair and cried..."no.. he would never do that to me. I am tooo good for him to do that, I hate you.. ur a freak, creep, immature,"(god alone knows what she meant by immature, but she sure felt it was the appropriate word and that was the appropriate time)etc.etc
Frankly, that really didn't sting Dante, he was sufficiently high not to get majorly affected by it. But, her tantrum sure did scare him. He was also nervous wat her boyfriend was going to do with him..but that's abt it. He continued to leer at other chicks. Drink more and yes dope more. He was very happy with his life. Later after that party, everyone headed back to Dante's house. Where they all drank some more, and played truth and dare. It was a real treat for all the guys. Slowly, Bryon and his chick pushed off, Calypso's boyfriend pushed off. only the 2 girls and one boyfriend remained.
All in all it was a great day for Dante, he had gotten way more than what he had bargained for. Way, way later that night, after all were tired. they all ended up crashing at his place. the Callys and him all slept on 1 bed, with the other boyfriend, at the other extreme end. He got to watch and hold them... "It was the best day ever..." he thought "..rather the best night ever..." He did care a fuck abt anything, and he knew the Callys, deep down, simply loved that abt him (which they did). It was the bad boy version, which gave them the kicks. So, they let him do or get away with wat ever he wanted!
He was proud of the life he was leading. He did make it big, in the big city, he was living the ultimate city life! Life is good, he thought, there is so much more to ‘his’ life! He got to gather himself, a bunch of people, They get all drunk together. Doped together and then sleep together….life is good, can be better. But that version of better could wait...
(The story of, the modern day's Juvenile Delinquents, the story of 4, very regular people, ends here.
There is no real crime committed here, only the complete lack of moral values and ethics, by very regular 'everyday' people.)
