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( — warnings: homophobic slur and talk of suicide)
'I WAS WORKING IN THE LAB, LATE ONE NIGHT. When my eyes beheld an eerie sight. For my monster from his slab, began to erise. And suddenly, to my surprise.' Romeo rolled his eyes, leaning his head back with an annoyed groan. This had to be the fifth time that this song has been played in the last hour, and it's really getting on his nerves.
Romeo knew that he wouldn't have fun at this party and that Nancy and Steve would just ditch him to hang out together. The reason that Steve wanted him to come to the party so badly in the first place remains a mystery to Romeo.
While trying his best to avoid spending anymore time with his classmates, Romeo looked for a place to hide. That's how he finds himself sitting in the upstairs bathtub with a bottle of vodka in his lap.
He took a sip of vodka as the bathroom door opened. Tilting his head, he watched as Billy Hargrove entered the bathroom, seeming to have not noticed him. The mullet haired boy walked towards the toilet, seeming to struggle to unzip his zipper in his drunken state while holding a cigarette in one hand.
"Need some help with that, man?"
Billy jumped, turning around to face the bathtub. His eyes narrowed as he took in the sight of a familiar curly haired boy, dressed in a red suit with devil's ears on his head. "What?"
Romeo grinned, "I asked if you needed some help. Seemed to be struggling there."
"I wasn't struggling."
"Mhmm sure," he drawled, watching as the mullet haired boy turned back around. "You sure you don't need help?" No response.
"Fuck this," Billy swore after a few more minutes of struggling, throwing his cigarette behind him.
"Thanks, man." Romeo grinned lazily, grabbing the half finished cigarette off his lap and placing it in his mouth. Though, when he turned back to face the Hargrove boy, he froze at the two cheeks that met his eyes. It seems, while being frustrated with his zipper, Billy just decided to pull both his jeans and underwear down around his ankles.
Billy smirked to himself when he heard the other boy's breath hitch. When he was done using the washroom, he pulled his pants back up and turned to face the stunned boy. "Were you looking at my ass?"
"It was right in my face... so yes." Romeo said, taking a drag of the cig and looking up at the ceiling.
"I don't appreciate what you did to my car." Billy narrowed his eyes, getting into the bathtub and sitting across from the Wheeler boy.
"And I don't appreciate you trying to kill me with said car twice." Romeo lifted up his leg and placed his bare foot on Billy's face, giggling as it was slapped away. "I'm sure you didn't appreciate that. See? The world is full of things we don't appreciate."
