Shortly later we arrive at his house.
He hands me his key, and I unlock the front door for him.
We walk in, and we're greeted by his mother.
"Hey there, sir!" She offers her hand for a hand shake. "What's with all the bags, James?"
"They are Lee's. His mom kicked him out, so I offered for him to move in with us," James answers as he walks up the stairs.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, Lee." She holds my hand. "You can stay with us."
"Thank you," I respond as she lets go of my hand.
"Go ahead make yourself at home, sweetie."
I run up the stairs, to see James struggling to open a door.
"Let me get that for you!" I open the door.
"Thank you," he huffs as he walks into the room.
He places down my bags.
"This is my room." He looks up. "Well, ours now." He smiles.
I walk in. My jaw drops, his room in magnificent.
PICTURE ISN"T WRKING AHHHHHHHHHHH
FINALLY (these are photos online.....)
(I said some ones having a boner down there in the second photo...)
"Isn't cool?" he asks has he flops down onto his bed.
"Fuck yeah!" I run up and flop down onto him.
"I'm hungry~"
"Well, what time is it?" I ask as I start tickling him.
"You're the one with the watch!"
"Sifggg, you are correct!" I check the time. "It's 9am."
"I wanna get lunch!"
"Dude, it's morning where it is not 12pm which means it's not lunch time, but sure let's get lunch." I jumble a whole bunch of words together.
"YAYYY!" he tickles me.
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We arrive at Burger King, where the French fries are expensive, but hot and delicious.
We walk in.
"Hey there, sir!" the cashier looks at me. "What can I get you two?"
"Can we get two gay whoppers. And make them both bottom buns." I tried to hold in laughter, as I had made a joke. (pls tell me you got the joke...)
"Yes... Your total will be $35. Actually, because of that awesome joke, it'll be $30."
I hand him my cash, and he hands me our cups.
Once we're done paying, we run over to the fountain, and I see they have the best ever drink...... SURGE.
We both got Surge, and then we sat down, waiting for our gay burgers.
Soon, we get our food and we eat it. It's VERY hot. Just like James.
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You're Like A French Fry (a transgender love story)
General Fiction((EDIT: changed the description!)) "you're like a French Fry, nice, hot, and when I kiss you, delicious." *Dramatic music plays* Will Lee actually let go of his mom? Will Lee become an author with a boyfriend or girlfriend? Will Lee truly love hims...