Please Come Back (Completed)

Bad Idea

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"Oh god.... Please just take me home...", Travis sighed as Phillip parked the car.

"Nah! C'mon dude. You're already here, let's have some fun!", Phillip turned the car off, slipping his keys into his pocket and getting out.

"This is a bad idea-", Travis followed him out, and shut the car door.

"Dude... Come on... We're already here, you're having a stressful day, let's just go in, have a couple drinks and then I'll take you home", Phillip's said, locking the car doors.

"Okay fine", Travis huffed, the two making their way to the bar entrance.

"Hello boys", A woman greeted the two boys once they entered the loud and crowded club.

"Just ignore her, she probably wants you to buy something", Phillip whispered in Travis's ear, walking past her and into the bar area to take a seat.

"Go! Go dance or something! I'll get you a drink", Phillip nudged Travis.

"Yeah... I'm not dancing", Travis grunted, raising his hand to get the bartenders attention. "Um, and IPA please"

"I'll take a dry champagne!", Phillip said right as the bartender started to walk away.

"Champagne... Really dude", Travis chuckled a little.

"Oh shut up! You and your bitter taste buds" Phillip rolled his eyes as the bartender came back and set their drinks right in front of them.

"You boys need anything else?", The girl leaned on the bars countertop a little, pressing her breast together.

"Nope, we're good", Travis nodded.

"Alright sugar, well if you need anything, my name's Cheryl", The girl nodded and walked away.

"Damn... She was fine", Phillip chuckled, taking a sip from his drink.

"Ehh she was alright-- you just like her cause she has D-cups", Travis grabbed his bottle and took a swig.

"Ah! Me?? Never!!! Pshhh", Phillip said in a mocking tone, turning his seat around to look at the dancefloor.

"Hey!", Travis snapped his fingers at Phillip. "We came here for a few drinks. Not to cheat. Got that?"

"Yeah yeah, whatever. I'm just looking! Looking never hurt anyone", He took another sip of his drink.

"Yeah, okay. Whatever, weirdo"

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"It's late. You should just send the night here", Larry said, taking off his shirt, and reclining on his bed.

"Eh, I'm good. I'd rather watch the sun rise as I walk home", Sal responded, clipping his mask back on, and started to slip his shoes on.

"If you wanna go home that bad I can just give you a ride-"

"No, it's fine", Sal tied his laces. "It's better if I walk. And I don't want to be a bother" He stood up and nodded.

"Okay dude... See you later then", Larry raised his hand in an awkward sort of way.

Sal made his way out the back and made his walk down the street, it would still be awhile before the sun would rise. So as of then, Sal walked down the quiet, dark, and empty street. Admiring every plant, light post, and bird he walked past.

He was going to get home, and crawl into bed with Travis, get up early and make the two coffee and then talk... That's what they needed to do. Just talk. They have lives away from eachother and they need to acknowledge that not everything has to be suspicious and they should trust eachother.

The sun slowly started to peak over the small city of Nockfell, illuminating the sky, to be more of a purple than a harsh navy blue. And at this moment, Sal was filled with pure bliss.....

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"Oh my god! You could have gotten hurt!!!", Sal yelled.

"ItZzzzz it's twas only a few drinkzzz Nothing happeneddddd I'm fine. I got home safeeee", Travis was slurring all his speech, and stood up, off the living room couch.

"Jesus Christ! So you're a drink now", Sal complained.

"I-I'm not a drunk...m", Travis said in the most serious and stern voice he could.

"You should have told me you went out drinking!", Sal was pacing around the living room now.

"You shouldz have told meees you were going to Larry's--"

"You should have told me who your friend was!"

"It's Phillip!!!-"

"I know that now!"

Sal went silent.

"Is that who you went out with last night"

"Uhhh yeah???"

"Oh. My. God."

"You know what--- I'm done... Imzzz going to bed...", Travis plopped bad down on the couch, and layed himself down.

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