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McDonalds at night

   "But I want mcDonalds!" I was a damn stubbour kid who shouldn't be mad for everything. I literally sounded like a kid. Hell no, I was 19 and still living at home.

   "Buy it yourself then!" My twin brother Lucas drove into the parkinglot by the drive through. He looked basically the same, I mean just the boy version of me. He is obviosuly hotter then me, but I hope that's just because he is a guy.

   "You have to join me, I can buy you some shitty food as well," I poked his arm with my free hand. There were alot of mucles in his arms. I know it sounds scethcy, but if he was not my brother, he was absolutly fuck-able for my sake.

   "Good, because I already bought the gas" He smirked with his perfectly symetric teeth, whiter then snow. I am just waiting for his teeth to turn yellow again after not bleeching them every month.

   "No absolutely not. I paid that one too, idiot." I shouted to him with a normal high tone. I grabbed the door handle, and walked out the door. Our car was a nice blue shady AUDI. Yes, ours. Twins aren't the same person, but our father has always seen us as one. He always claimed we didn't need two cars, because we almost always together.

When we got inside the McDonalds I heard everything far from silence. People laughing, and screaming. The resturant or what you like to call it, had all fresh and new furnitures, but it didn't look that well because of all the mess. There was alot of people in the line, surprisingly for the time to have reached 10 pm. Most of them was teenagers, around my age or maybe younger. It was kind of sad to see all the thriteen years old girls, in twenty-one years old guys arms, cuddling and kissing them to get a free drive and some food. From what I could tell, it wasn't acceptable for males to use such young girls. Or from whatever I knew, people 

As we took a stand in the line, people floated in. It was a group of male friends and from what I could tell a few people from my college, but I couldn't get their names right. I turned over, looking forward at the menu. I didn't want to give them what they wanted; attention. Because they were clearly drunk and about to pass out any moment. They laughed at something, screaming, pushed each other. It took me about 28,4 seconds to snap, with my anger, when one of them got pushed into me and I almost tripped if it hadn't been for Lucas sleeve. 

   "Can't you behave like actual human beings, in a public area," I dug my hands far inside my jacket from Adidas, when I was up at my feets again. I wish guys like them could take me serious, but I guess my face was blury for them. They could probably not tell, but if looks could kill, I had one of them at the moment. All I knew was that I was so fed up with humans bullshit at a daily basis, so I had to tell people when they acted like shit. 

   All of the boys, or should I call them kids, laughed. I couldn't really tell if it was me they laughed off, because I wasn't completly sure they even heard me. Maybe they were just a bunch of 'stoned' kids, that couldn't deal with the world so they turned to alcohol and drugs. After staring at their grinning face for a few seconds, I turned over again facing Lucas. It didn't take many seconds before one of the guys grabbed my ass.

   "What the actual fuck?" I screamed, by the firm grip around both of my butt cheeks. Before I got to react, I realized one of Lucas fists was in this guys face. The perks of having a older brother, even though it only were about 3 minutes and 59 seconds. Lucas shook of the pain from the hit, right before he grabbed the guys t-shirt and jacket between his fists.

   All I could see was this guys grinning face, with a bloody lip and probably a red eye tomorrow. He was probably too drunk to feel any pain at all. I heard Lucas voice raising; "If you ever touch her, or any females ever again, I will slit both of your hands right off. Probably even your dick, you abusive asshole." He let go of his shirt, making him drop to the floor.

   "Someone is being an overprotective boyfriend and monster, from all I can tell," he raised his eyebrow. One guy pulled his fallen friend. His friends was probably too drunk, to realize their friend could have been beaten up real bad, it seemed like they just laughed the whole scene off. "Take a joke, bitch," he laughed as he touched his bleeding lip.

   "First of all, it isn't okay at all," I pulled up my fingers, to show him my points. "Second, you should never touch a lady arse, would you prefer someone touch your balls in public, huh?" All of the guys grinned and most of them looked at each other and nodded slowly. "Third, he is my BROTHER," I holler loud for some of their faces to make a face.

   The guy that had touched my butt, and the guy Lucas hit down was pretending he coughed as he said the word "Incest." Not that was enough he did it again, but this time he whispered, "Whore" through his cough. Before time could tell, this time one of my fist took place in his face. It is pure happiness the time you realised self defensive in high school was useful, just as useful as the daily workout at the gym. I was thinking for myself that 'this bruise is coming from my beautiful strength and muscles.' I pushed Lucas to the door, but before we left I lifted both of my hands up and pointed out both of my fuck-you fingers. Singing out "Suck it, assholes."

*

   "Can't we even get to a public place, without getting harassed," Lucas reached for the car keys to start the car.

   "Welcome to hell," I whispered back, not completly sure whenever he heard me or not.