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nextgenerationmarvel2016-11-03 08:31 pm
dolemeck) wrote in nextgenerationmarvel2016-11-03 08:31 pm
TV Killed the Radio Star (Open to Mansion Folk)
He really did not want to, but Dolemeck honestly felt he had no choice but to finally give in and be a part of the reality TV show based on his Father. All he would have to do is act, right? Pretend they were a happy family, that his parents were not addicts, and he was a good son going to a good school in the States. But when the cameras were not filming? It was complete chaos.
The damn thing had not aired, yet. They had only three episodes in full, and needed another nine before the Summer ended. Producers kept trying to tell him to be more "interesting", even trying to set him up with some starlet his age for publicity. He thankfully knew well enough to turn that down, but everything else he did. He performed music for the cameras, ate meals with his folks, then at the end of the day... take a cab back to the mansion.
After the cab dropped him off inside the gates of the mansion, Dolemeck decided to take a bit of a walk before heading inside. It was only dusk, and there was still some light on the grounds to enjoy. Despite it being the Summer, he had on his leather coat, matching pants, and a long sleeved white shirt. If anything, he appeared more ready for winter than anything else.
The damn thing had not aired, yet. They had only three episodes in full, and needed another nine before the Summer ended. Producers kept trying to tell him to be more "interesting", even trying to set him up with some starlet his age for publicity. He thankfully knew well enough to turn that down, but everything else he did. He performed music for the cameras, ate meals with his folks, then at the end of the day... take a cab back to the mansion.
After the cab dropped him off inside the gates of the mansion, Dolemeck decided to take a bit of a walk before heading inside. It was only dusk, and there was still some light on the grounds to enjoy. Despite it being the Summer, he had on his leather coat, matching pants, and a long sleeved white shirt. If anything, he appeared more ready for winter than anything else.
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After toying with his hair some, Dolemeck put his soda down, and then placed his hands in his pockets.
"In me next life, I think I would want normal parents."
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"My folks are pretty abnormal, but I wouldn't have them any other way. Normal's a pretty subjective word," he admits with a shrug,
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Right now, he wanted another cigarette, but refrained from doing so.
"Mum I think is sober, Da... I know he is not. Regardless, I believe he holds the purse strings, so I have to be the puppet for a tad bit longer on this show... and then things will go back to normal."
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