He might've thought longer but there was a knock at the door. He got up slowly, no one should be knocking, he'd pay the rent and everything already this month, actually the next two months in advance. He tip toed to the other side of the curtain where he could just peek through. Who was there? The kid? Oh shit Marc thought what does he want? To turn me in, to hold me up for all my money. He probably knew who I was Marc thought, this kid put the pieces together. He could tell I was the Blue man.
Marc went back and forth sweating, he saw the kid standing and looking around, leaning forward and backward on his heels then the balls of his feet. The kid didn't look dangerous. He looked bored.
Marc stood up, and went to the door, slowly opening just a crack.
"Hey kid, you need anything?"
"Where'd you learn to dance like that? " The kid asked not really looking up at him.
"Just uh, something I've always done." Marc stuttered.
"Could you teach me? I have some moves but nothing like that."
Then the kid pulled out his phone, and on the screen was
TikTok
open.
