Senegal put his hand on my shoulder again, and I didn’t stop him.
Fuck off, dude.
As a group, we approached the side of the building where two larger guys were standing guard. They noted the elastic bands that Lisa and Minor wore, handed each a red elastic, and then waved them through.
Well, that was easy.
“They’re with us,” Lisa spoke, gesturing towards the rest of us. The guy gave Senegal and I the go ahead to pass, and I took the offered rubber band and pulled it around my wrist. The second we were clear, I brushed Senegal’s hand from my shoulder. He smirked at me in response.
Yeah, yeah, smirk it up.
“No faggots,” the other man spoke.
Dammit. I knew this might be an issue, yet I somehow didn’t see this coming.
I guess Brooks and Jaw can’t be together here after all. They’ll have to remain star-crossed lovers.
…incidentally, this is why I initially suggested Minor and Senegal as the third couple (I’m not sure if I did that explicitly, but I at least did it implicitly) – as they’re two of the more intimidating guys, that might dissuade comments like this.
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