Chapter 8

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TW: Alcohol usage

The Gay Chat

Rainbow_sensation: yeet.

0161onthemap: hey y'all. Can youse use ze/he/it and the name Stew for me please. Don't bloody ask about the name.

Thatmemedude: Yes ofc

Sqaured_cubus99: Yes Stew!

Rainbow_sensation: Absolutely, Stew

FlyingScotsman: Ofc.

Kenjisparent1999: Of course. I will always support you Stew.

0161onthemap: Yay!

Thatmemedude: I've found my brother.

Kenjisparent1999: POG!

FlyingScotsman: OMG! Hurrah. Why don't we drink to celebrate?

Rainbow_sensation: I can

Kenjisparent1999: I have to revise uwu.

Thatmemedude: I'm free. I'm not meeting him until Friday so have enough time to sober up innit.

0161onthemap: I wanna drink

Sqaured_cubus99: YAS. Maybe I won't have to go to school then

0161onthemap: ^^

Trilingual_papii: I can drink

FlyingScotsman: @Kenjisparent1999 don't say uwu

Kenjisparent1999:I can say whatever I want uwu

FlyingScotman:Shut it.

Kenjisparent1999: 🥺🥺

FlyingScotsman: I'm off now. Bye Bye

0161onthemap: See you lot later :))

*The Field*

Stew quickly jogged to the field to meet its friends for the first time since coming out. Ze met Willow on the way and they walked together.

George and Lewis were already there.

Alex was yet to arrive. So was James. Fray had to revise. They were always the fucking nerd.

A few minutes later, they both finally arrive. Alex with a few beer bottles. Time to proper wasted! Now!

Each person takes about three bottles,except for Alex. He takes two! Well, he had never touched alcohol before.So how could he drink three?

For about three hours, they all drink more alcohol which could potentially harm them. Oh well! They're teens. What did they know? They're drunk. Young teens who drink a lot. They had shit lives. What did people expect?

By a few hours,they were all blackout. By that, this means that they were seconds away from passing out whilst walking home.

They were all going to George's as their parents are the only ones that weren't at home.

By the time they were there,they were finding places to pass out.

Stew remembers laughing its head off before passing out on the stone cold floor.

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