💯Party Over Mine's💯 {BL}

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Warning; Smut

"DO IT, DO IT, DO IT!" Everyone unanimously chanted. Yet, all I could think about is how the fuck did I get up here?

Word Count; 2903('・ω・')
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[Chance's POV]

"Bro I don't know what I wanna weaaaarrr.." A mix of a whine and groan of absolute exhaustion left my lips, apparent in the way I elongated the vowels at the end. Then, accompanied by a snicker. "Shut up, bruh."

"It's just-" snicker "You sound like a little girl Chancely," AJ said, barely holding back her laughter. Whatever.

"First, it's not that funny. Second, that's not my name," I said holding up two hangers of pants. She made it her mission to call me everything BUT my name ever since we became friends freshman year of college. Though it wouldn't normally bother me, I'm on a timed schedule. Party starts at 7, but you really come at 9 fr fr, so we had 2 hours to get ready. Some may say, 'Chance, why you taking so long bro?' Well it's because I can. Don't care how girly I look.

"Yea okay," she said looking at her phone before her eyes widened. "Bro it's like 8:27, pick something. Looking at the same shit over and over won't ultimately make up your mind, just pick!" She said putting the phone in my face.

"Okay, I'll go with this, I guess," I said, satisfied enough and started getting dressed before I could change my mind. It was a pool party but I couldn't swim so no use it putting on swimming trunks underneath.

"Thank youuu," she groaned in relief, lying on the bed as I finished up. Putting on cologne, we left my apartment, AJ being the one to drive us to and from the party.

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