IN THE BOONDOCKS / private

[dannychan]

he sighed. "considering your papers say you're 22, you're younger than me. sooo.. kid."

[peridot.]

He blinked and turned red, saying quietly as he looked across at the other, "My... My papers? What gave you the right to look at my papers?"

[dannychan]

he blinked. "the fact that i'm the one that does background checks?" he said and shook his head. "don't get so defensive."

[peridot.]

He blinked and said, glancing down and huffing a bit, "I wasn't getting defensive. I just didn't think anybody except for like, managers and stuff saw that kinda thing."

[dannychan]

he shook his head. "no. guards need to know medical histories, mental illnesses, things like that. we're trained for almost anything."

[peridot.]

He blinked and said, tilting his head, "Oh, wow. This still seems like... real overkill for this place." He didn't bother mentioning that he wasn't really happy to hear about the mental illness part. He had clinically diagnosed anxiety and depression, which he didn't really like others knowing about.

[dannychan]

he shrugged. "everyone and every place has their secrets. i've got my own, i'm sure you've got your own, this place does too. you're free to have them, but we need to know if you have depression or something invade you have a break and disappear for a few days or something."

[peridot.]

He blinked and said softly, glancing down at his lap, "That... doesn't happen often."

[dannychan]

he tapped the table. "cmon kid. sit." he said and sighed.

[peridot.]

He blinked and frowned a bit, moving to sit down and say softly as he took another long drink, "Kid? That's not really accurate."