Glitter and Cocaine

3

Gon and Leorio meet up under the stairs after the lunch bell rings and begin their walk to the cafeteria.

"Okay so pops bought food for you too so let's just go straight to the bathroom," Leorio says, holding the large Popeyes bag in one hand and his phone in the other.

"No way!" Gon cheers, "Dude, tell your dad he fucking rocks."

"Yeah he got your favorite. Also the muscle relaxers are mostly for you. I have my cart so I don't want them," Leorio tells him as they walk up the steps of the courtyard to get to the cafeteria.

"My cart is almost empty," Gon whines.

"Christ, Gon. Pops literally gave you one two days ago," Leorio shakes his head in disappointment.

"Yeah whatever, I'll pay him extra for another one," Gon states, pulling the door to the cafeteria building open for Leorio.

"Before we go out tonight, we can stop by my house and he'll give you one. You don't have to pay him, bro. He doesn't want your money," Leorio says, walking through the door.

Gon sighs as the two walk in the opposite direction of the cafeteria and to the men's bathroom. "Christ, I hate when y'all do that. I have money. Let me pay him," He begs. "Also, who are we meeting up with tonight?"

Leorio shakes his head. "No way, Jose. He won't accept it. And we're just going to a friend's house. We're gonna be drinking and shit," He shrugs as Gon follows him into the largest stall at the back of the bathroom.

"I'll sneak the money into his wallet. And okay, whose house?" Gon asks, locking the stall door behind him and slipping his backpack off onto the marble tile floor.

"Um, I'm not exactly sure. I only have the location. Somewhere in Lexington, I think. Anyway, it's mostly for the football players, but you know how they like to bring a bunch of people along with them so it might turn out bigger than it's supposed to, but I don't think anyone really cares," Leorio says, seating himself on the rather clean bathroom floor and pulling his spicy chicken sandwich. Gon leans against the white brick wall of the bathroom and pulls his dab pen out of the side pocket of his backpack, putting the thin, black tip between his pretty, plump lips and taking a brief hit. Tilting his head back on the hard wall and flicking his chocolate browns up to the ceiling, Gon parts his lips, allowing a thick cloud of smoke to seep through, only to be sucked back into his mouth before he lazily pushes the ivory cloud back out into the air.

"Mind if I bring someone?" Gon suddenly asks, dropping his head back down and pulling his phone out of his pocket, unlocking it with his face as he takes another hit from his pen, glancing at Leorio.

"Bring someone? To the party?" Leorio asks, unwrapping his sandwich while leaning back against the gray stall wall.

"Yeah," Gon shrugs, blowing the smoke out and reaching for a sandwich in the Popeyes bag.

"You've never brought someone to a party before," Leorio says suspiciously.

"Well, I mean invite them. It's this boy I met at the party last night. He seems so chill and he's exactly my type," Gon explains, setting his pen in his lap and locking his phone, turning it face down on the floor. "He's a druggie and you know I'm a sucker from druggies. And he seemed really outgoing, like he wasn't even afraid to call out my name in front of everybody upstairs when he came to buy the drugs. I don't know, I just want to get to know him a little more," He says as he unwraps his sandwich.

"So what, you wanna invite him to a jock party?" Leorio asks.

"Why not? I feel like he'd fit in," Gon shrugs, taking a bite of his sandwich. "Holy shit," He groans, his cheeks full. Immaculate, he thinks.