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"come on, b. we're going to miss our reservations." dallon calls up the stairs to the other boy. 

"i'm coming, geez. calm your tits." brendon makes his way down the stairs and to the other boy.

"calm my tits?" dallon asks, a slight laugh in his voice.

"come on, let's go." 

dallon drove them to the restaurant. it was way fancier than either of them expected. dallon's beat-up car looked out of place compared to the fancy, expensive cars parked in the parking lot.

they walked up to the girl standing behind the podium in the front of the restaurant. "reservation for weekes, please." 

the girl held a fake, tight smile as she spoke. "just you two?" 

"yes, m'am." dallon nodded. 

she grabbed two menus, not looking at the two and saying, "follow me." 

brendon shot a glance over to dallon, grabbing his hand tightly, and following the girl. 

"here you two go. i'll be back to get your orders in a moment." she said with a slight venomous tone, and walking off. 

"does she seem a little..." dallon starts.

brendon finishes, "bitchy, homophobic? both yes."

"this should be fun." dallon says, flipping through his menu. 

"hey," dallon says at one point, when he knows brendon is getting pissed off at their waitress, who has been making comments all night. "it's fine, she's a piece of shit anyways, don't let her get to you. i love you." 

"i love you too." brendon smiles, leaning over the table to kiss dallon.

once again, the waitress from hell walks over, "do you mind keeping that to yourselves." 

"us kissing?" brendon asks.

"yes."

"but the couple over there," brendon says pointing to the other table. "kissed and you said nothing about that." 

"yes, because that's normal." 

"so? me kissing my boyfriend isn't? you know what? fuck you." brendon says, picking up his glasses of water and splashing it on the girl. dallon who was previous trying to calm brendon is now laughing at the girls drenched appearance. 

"sir, i'm going to have to ask you to leave." she demands.

"you don't have to ask me twice." brendon says storming off. 

"check, please?" dallon says, trying not to laugh. 

dallon finds brendon outside, leaning against their car. 

"was i being over dramatic back there?" brendon asks.

"a little, but we can never go back." 

"why not?" 

"we got banned." 




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