That's Fucked Up

Monopoly

"C'mon, papa needs a six!" Brendon said throwing the dice down against the Monopoly board.

He rolled a 3.

"Damnmit Ry, this is your fault." Brendon said with mock irritation.

"And how is that?" Ryan replied while collecting $150 from Brendon.

"For owning everything."

"No I don't. Spence owns all the railroads and Jon has St. James Place." Ryan said matter-of-factly.

"You're just a sore loser, Bren." Spencer teased.

"Am not!"

"You're right. You just suck at this game." Jon said.

"I'll show you guys. All of you!" Brendon exclaimed.

Half an hour later, Brendon was in jail and bankrupt.

"I quit! You're all cheaters!" Brendon said standing up.

"C'mon Bren, don't be like that. Stay, please." Ryan said trying to talk him down.

"I'll see you at home." Brendon said grabbing his keys and leaving.

'Stupid cheating so called friends. Stupid Ryan.' Brendon fumed when he got an idea.

The perfect payback.

Brendon cut the engine after parking in front of the building. 'Paying In Naivety' flashed in neon letters across the front of the building.

'I wouldn't be caught dead in this place.' Brendon thought as he pulls up his hood.

Inside the club, he saw burlesque queens shedding their skin on stage. Taking a once over at the place, Brendon heads for the bar.

"What will it be for you?" The bartender asked.

"Uh, peach and lime daiquiri." He says unsure.

"Coming up." The bartender said before walking over to his station.

Two seats down from Brendon sat a man, sipping his drink.

"A picture would last longer." The man said.

Brendon wasn't even aware he was staring. Time to put on the charm.

"Oh I would love a picture. Just make sure you include further down south." He said flirtatiously.

"Wouldn't you enjoy that? My name's Dallon."

"Brendon." He said just as the bartender brought his drink.

"Let me," Dallon said as be slid the bartender $5. "So what brings you here, Brendon?"

"A, uh, a friend suggested this place, and I thought I'd check it out." He said.

"Mh. And what do you think of it so far?" By this point, Dallon has moved over a chair, closer to Brendon.

"I think it's nice. And there's this cute guy here too."

"Oh? And what's his name?" Dallon asked leaning in.

"His name is Esteban Julio Ricardo Dela Rosa Ramirez." Brendon said jumping out of his seat to run over to Esteban and kissed him.

"Teeheeteeheeteeheeteeheeteeheeteehee."
He laughed all the way out to his car, where he revved the engine and drove home.

Brendon had one last though before he drifted off to sleep.

'You cheat at Monopoly, I cheat on you.'

The end.