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Marshal Wallace ♊️
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"Koi" Greyson ♐️
Marshal
I'm not running from y'all. I'm not moving.
I sigh mad hard, then pull the strings on my hood tighter so my neck won't be seen.
Hickies errwhere. It's worse than what he did on my fuckin birthday.
"Hey Dune, I'm so in loveeeee with you. Let me love you long time," Chia says as he sits down at the same table as me.
"Gimme it all. I want that spring roll," Dune jokes while sitting in front of him, beside me.
Mane, fuck y'all.
"Spring roll? You mean egg roll. My dick is much bigger than that. Dude come on..." Chia says.
I side eye the fuck outa them.
I'm so tired. I want to sleep, but I have to lead; my stomach was hurtin so bad I needed to eat sumn.
I'm minding my business... I would get up but I'm not running from this anymore. I need to deal with it the right way.
"Whip it out right now," Dune laughs.
"Fuck no... you want his gay ass to get the wrong idea?" Chia says while staring back at me.
A small group comes in. Some of them are my pupils. I look at the table while doing my best to control my anger.
... I just...
"He already has a man of his own. I don't want him wanting me. Look at him. He's been getting fucked; you can tell," Chia adds.
I grip my fork in my hand while I hold back tears.
I-
They keep joking and laughing. I hear more people come in and do my best to keep myself together.
I'm not... leaving.
Everyone's stealing glances. My anxiety shoots through the roof as I imagine the worse things that could cross their minds.
