May I take your order? (Private, between ABLb0y and myself)

[Tritium]

Blake finally found it within him to get out of bed, and start packing again. He'd initially put all sorts of clothes in his suitcase, but since how he was going for a nice and quiet vacation by the sea side, jeans and sweaters were of no more use to him. Well, he'd pack at least a few warmer clothes, in case the weather decided to take a turn for the worse.
As far as Blake was concerned, James could do whatever the hell he wanted. He was pretty sure the man wouldn't try to stop him from going on vacation, cause if he did, there'd be murder most foul. Well, ok, not murder, but he'd file a complaint against him at the travel agency.

[Luvtehyaoi]

James smirked, as he remembered that Blake would have to come to the Agency to pick up his tickets, where he would be waiting for him.

[Tritium]

He had a couple of days to get take care of things around the house, and to let Mel know he was going to take some well deserved rest. He knew he didn't have to go after the tickets that very same day, but figured he'd save himself the trouble of running around later.
"That jerk had better not be there" Blake mumbled, while leaving his apartment. But much to his disappointment, James was at the agency, sitting behind his desk, just like a few hours ago. He was so angry with the man, he didn't even want to talk to the guy. But he had to, if he was going to get what he came after.
"I'm here for my tickets" Blake said,, without so much as a simple hello.

[Luvtehyaoi]

James nodded. "Certainly. Just one question: Remind me what I did again?"

[Tritium]

"My tickets, please" Blake asked, completely ignoring James's question. He had neither the time, nor the disposition to play such silly games.

[Luvtehyaoi]

James put his hand to his temple. "Just please tell me what I did wrong, and I'll never bother you again. Sound fair?"

[Tritium]

"Listen to me you potato head!" Blake snapped at him "I'm not in the mood for any more of your shitty games! I thought I made it clear I'm not going to sleep with you, just to mend your broken heart. But despite that, you keep on insisting. Did your last prank make you smile? Did it give you something to laugh about? Did you write everything down, so you could show up at my door, hoping that I'd eventually give in and let you bang me?"
He leaned across the desk, and grabbed James by his collar, pulling him forward. "You're lucky I'm such a nice guy, otherwise you'd have found yourself without a job, and with a criminal record, for harassment. Now give me those damn tickets!"

[Luvtehyaoi]

James put his hands up. "Alright, alright. Here's your damn tickets. Now, just go." He turned away, tears running down his face.

[Tritium]

Blake gladly snatched the tickets from his hand, then shoved James back in his chair. "Thank you so much for your wonderful service. I loved it to such an extent that I'm never going to set foot in your travel agency again. Now you have a good day!"
Having said everything he had to say, Blake turned around and made his way back to the revolving door.
He'd noticed the tears in James's eyes, but figured they were merely a two bit act, to get him all mushy and vulnerable, possibly willing to let him in his pants. "This guy just doesn't take no for an answer" he mumbled, exiting the building.

[Luvtehyaoi]

James sighed, and looked up when he heard the door open.

"You! What are you..." He gasped, before being picked up by the neck.