𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐓𝐨 𝐍𝐨𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 ; ᶠᵘᶜᵏˢʰᶦᵗ

viii ; spin the bottle, spin the fuckin' bottle

A few days later, the guys are chilling at Motorz as always after a couple of free hours of skating. Stevie was sat next to Gabe on the couch that faced towards the register, Fuckshit and Fourthgrade were on the other one, and Ruben sat on the floor while Ray worked the register, counting up all the bills.

Stevie ended up resting his head in Gabe's lap, stringing himself to sleep. Gabe runs his fingers through the little boy's hair as his lips curl up in a tiny smile. After Stevie is sound asleep, Ray speaks up.

"You white boys gotta be related"

Fuckshit adds into the conversation, "Yo, Sunburn's dad is probably just Gabe's dad, and Gabe's mom dying was a cover up for her to run away and have Sunburn or something"

Gabe slightly tilts his head. "Work Stevie's brother in there somehow"

Fuckshit uses a bunch of hand motions as he speaks. "Like, his mom and your dad could've had his brother, then you, then your mom dying would've been a cover up for her to run away with his older brother and leave you with your dad. Then have Sunburn a long time later" He shrugs

The guys look at the blonde in confusion as he sets his can of beer down on the floor next to his foot, then Ray speaks again.

"You're delusional"

"Delusional is better than crazy"

"*** what?"

Gabe stops the conversation before it gets to far and everyone loses their braincells. "Hey, did we ever tell you guys how we snuck into an abandoned house and almost shit ourselves?" He looks to Fuckshit when he refers to 'we'.

Ray, Fourthgrade, and Ruben all look from Gabe to Fuckshit curiously.

Fuckshit explains the story, and in the end, they're being laughed at like crazy. Ruben was spitballing questions, meanwhile Ray, Fuckshit, and Fourthgrade were laughing their asses off. Gabe was softly covering Stevie's ears so he wouldn't wake up.

The curly haired blonde glances over with a little smile, seeing how Gabe randomly got sparks of care for people after trying to act tough. He seemed happier nowadays, having been away from his father, away from everything that created problems for him.

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"I feel physically ill"

"You're such a pussy"

"I don't wanna play spin the bottle knowing you're gonna be there"

"Well ow! Jesus, ***. You're mean as fuck"

Gabe rolls his eyes, sitting down across from Fuckshit in the circle. He sat next to Estee, on his right, and Ray, on his left. Estee's friends were all huddled in the circle as well, the rest of the boys scattered around, almost in a one then one pattern.

Gabe turns to Estee, throwing his head back with a groan. "I'm gay, I can't even play this. I'm not kissing my friends."

Estee lightly chuckles. "You either kiss whoever it lands on or do a dare," She shrugs, spinning the bottle.

Gabe shrugs, looking down at the empty beer bottle as it spins on the hardwood floor. It lands on Alexia, one of Estee's friends.

"Taking the dare" Estee chuckles, taking a swig of her Coke.

She was dared by the group to jump into her pool, clothes and all, and she wasn't allowed to change afterwards. They all watched from the window, laughing as she climbs out, instantly shivering and flipping them all off. She walks in, one of her friends handing her a towel. They get back in the circle, same order as last time, Gabe was next.