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Chapter 31 - That's why it's called 'Bug Juice.'

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"What the hell is Bug Juice?" You asked, eyes flicking to his in a mix of concern and amusement. You watched Nick and George's concerned faces as you walked away, but focused back on Clay.

He opened the front door for you and let you go first. "It's-uh, it's a kids drink. Really sugary, kind of tastes like acid."

"There's no...bugs in it, right?" You asked as you walked through the threshold.

"Of course there are. That's why it's called 'Bug Juice.'" He said, as though it was obvious. He opened the car door for you, ever the gentleman.

You got inside, eyebrows furrowed. When he walked around the car and got into the driver's seat, you stared. "I-I don't...want...Bug Juice, Clay."

"It's so good, trust me."

"No, I'll just get like a lemonade-"

He put the key in the ignition and turned the car on. "Y/N, you can't just come to the U.S. and get lemonade. Bug Juice slaps. And don't worry, you can't even taste the bugs." He reversed out of the driveway, leaving you with a dumbstruck expression on your face, trying to process drinking literal...bug juice.

You asked several more times about it, on your way to the convenience store, but his story held up the entire way. It switched to another conversation, and then back to Bug Juice when you got into the little store. Clay led you to a wall with an assortment of beverages.

On the very farthest left side, next to other children's beverages, was Bug Juice. There were four different flavors; Fruity Punch, Berry Raspberry, Outrageous Orange, and Lemon Lime. None of which sounded...entirely appealing. You glanced up at Clay in concern.

You were skeptical. He said it was good, but he was also from Florida, and the taste there was definitely questionable.

But, you were going to try it, regardless.

"Okay," You said hesitantly. "What's your favorite flavor?"

"I'm an orange kinda guy. Sapnap likes the blue one. I'd assume George is a lemon lime bitch." You laughed. He was a lemon lime bitch. "I'd say, for you, try the fruit punch one first. It's a classic. Safe bet, y'know."

You took the red bottle reluctantly. The bottle had little animated bugs on it. It was cute; definitely made for kids. You followed Clay around the small convenience store, grabbing all of the snacks you could carry in your arms.

"What's up?" The cashier smiled. Her name tag said, 'Lauren.'

Clay tipped his head in a nod and began to unload his arms of the snacks.

"You know, I haven't seen anyone over ten years old buy one of these in months," The cashier laughed as you put the Bug Juice on the counter. She was pretty. Black hair, slicked back in a neat braid that you were incapable of achieving.

Clay sent her a nice smile and inserted his card to pay.

Walking out, you nudged Clay with your shoulder.

He glanced down at you. "Yes?"

"I still don't know how I feel about drinking Bug Juice..."

"You're still on that?" He asked, exasperated. "C'mon, Y/N. It's just a drink."

"It's-"

"Bug Juice! Yes!" Clay laughed.

You sat down in the passenger seat of Clay's car and rifled through the bag of mixed snacks and beverages. You took out the bottle of Bug Juice and read the label...nowhere on it said anything about bugs.