"I've been dreaming of a white Christmas," Solo sang, destroying everyone's eardrums.
"Dude, shut up," Gren groaned, slouching back in his seat uncomfortably.
"Whyyy?"
"Because you're Mexican. Mexican's aren't white."
"So do you want me to sing 'Mixed Christmas' or something?"
"Yes."
The two boys stared at each other demandingly before Solo finally broke the silence.
"This is gay."
"You're gay."
"Gay for you."
"Wanna make out?"
"Sure."
And that's how #Grolo began.
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RandomOnce upon a time, a couple lived happily ever after- nope, just kidding. In this story, anything can happen. Happily ever after, sadly ever after... it can all come true.
