therapy (scömìche au)

forty-five

|| Wednesday ||

"You just ran out?" Kirstin asks and Mitch nods, confirming it. "So you don't know how he took it?" Mitch shakes his head, gaze on his food. "Mitch..." Mitch looks up. "Do you have a crush on him?" Mitch's head snaps up as he glances around for Avi who hasn't arrived at their table yet.

When it shows up all clear, he turns back to Kirstie. "I dunno, maybe?"

"You know he's probably 45?" She asks him and he glares at her.

"He's not that old," Mitch replies, just as Avi sits down.

"Who's not that old?" He asks but Mitch shuts his mouth.

Kirstie glances at Mitch. "Nobody, don't worry."

Avi glances at Mitch's red face. "Are you talking about Scott?"

Mitch's lips part. "Yeah..."

"He's only 20," Avi replies and Kirstie's eyebrows raise. "He graduated early and went to University straight away." He further explains and Mitch and Kirstin both nod.

"How are you going to do therapy if he's away?" Kirstie murmurs and Mitch shrugs, pushing the food on his plate around with his fork. Avi sits there in silence, just watching the two talk.

"I guess I just won't go." Mitch replies and Kirstin frowns.

"Ooh, the fag talks." A tall blonde crouches down next to their table and smirks. "Why don't you talk normally, huh? Throat too sore from sucking dick?"

"Fuck off Alex," Kirstin snarls but the blonde stays there, smirking at Mitch.

Mitch keeps quiet and just keeps pushing his salad around. Suddenly, Alex grabs the back of his head and smashes it into his food. Mitch gasps silently as he comes back up, salad dressing dripping over his face.

"I bet you're used to stuff dripping off your face like that, aren't you?" Alex snarls and Mitch begins to wipe the dressing off his face. "Oi, faggot, answer me!"

"How about you shut the hell up?" Avi growls and Mitch looks up at him in surprise. "What has this kid ever done to you?"

Alex stops and stares at Avi. He slowly rises to his feet, as does Avi. They take a step towards each other and, even though Avi is at least a head shorter than Alex, Avi's glare is more scary.

"What does this have to do with you? Is he your little boyfriend?"

"Why? You jealous?" Avi smirks but the smirk soon drops when Alex's fist connects with his face.

"That's what you get for sticking up for the fag." Alex growls and Avi cradles his jaw, opening and closing his mouth for a bit. Alex walks away and when he's out of earshot, Avi smirks at Mitch.

"He never said he wasn't."

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