"Aww, thanks! Sorry if I made you uncomfortable there, I really did just guess." Alec said as they sat down. They opened up their laptop and began to shoot out emails that likely wouldn't be answered. It was mindless, just the same "money! support! please!" they were always talking about. They wondered if Jasper would be interested in one of the pamphlets.
Alec and a group of close friends and like-minded acquaintances had been working on gaining funding to start up a new center for homeless youth in their area. The group had their eye on an abandoned apartment complex in their area that they could easily renovate. Qualifications weren't a problem, Alec was probably one of the few who wasn't entirely qualified and since they were planning on going into college next year that would likely change, it was just about funding. So far they hadn't raised a huge amount for their cause, and all the organizations they could get the support they needed from would take forever to get back to.
So, requesting grants and sponsorships it was, and Alec was the group's glorified secretary. And man, was it boring. They weren't complaining but they were always more of a campaigner, they wanted to go out and march into the world and shout until people payed attention, but it had mostly been running around putting up flyers and handing out pamphlets and sending the dullest emails on the face of the earth. Harper had told them they didn't want to seem "overenthusiastic" or "overbearing", which Alec understood, but sometimes they just desperately wanted to add a little flair.
They considered signing off with an emoji, just a little smiley face next to their name, but alas. Unprofessional. So they sat and stared at the blank screen, clicking yet another button to yet another potential money tree.