Better in Color✖️Egobang

Fourteen

"That's cute and all, but I really though..." Barry began to tear up as Mark and the bar tender, Jack, held hands. Mark patted Barry's back to comfort him.

"You'll find the one, Barry. I promise." Mark says, looking over at Jack. They smile at each other.

"B-but when?" Barry sniffles, about to break down. Mark looked down at his feet, not able to give an answer.

Barry stormed out of the bar that night with Ross close behind. Arin and Dan already got hotel rooms for everyone.

"Please don't be like this, Barry." Ross said, looking over at Barry who had his head in his hands, leaning against the car.

"B-but I love so much and no one loves me back. W-why?" More tears came, but now from both grown men. Ross felt a disturbance in his otherwise asshole personality. He flicked a tear of his cheek before anyone saw.

They drove to the hotel in pure silence, but not awkward silence. Beautiful silence.

Ross tossed his small bag of clothes onto the bed and lied down. Barry just sat on the edge of his bed, looking out of the window.

There were so many busy people out that night. Everyone pushing and shoving.

Well, not everyone.

There was one girl who said "sorry" every time she bumped into someone.

She had long red hair, freckles, and was wearing a light brown trench coat. Beautiful curvy and tubby body, too. Barry's dream girl.

"Hotel room for one please." Her tiny voice rang across the counter at the front of the hotel.

"Room 476, fourth floor."

The girl nodded and went into her room.

Barry and Ross were in room 477.

Arin and Dan were in room 478.

Dan was hitting Arin's g-spot. Arin got loud. A bit too loud.

The girl had to stop the disruption.