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Drag Queens

Harry Woodhead lived in a small apartment with his 2 cats, Apricot and Pickles. Apricot was sweet and small. Pickles was sour and loved hurting people. Harry's cats were the only friends he had, he was always alone. He wasn't very attractive and had no living family. Harry worked in a clothing store for overweight women, selling them sizes XL to extreme XXXL clothing everyday. He enjoyed his job, which made him a total freak, but knew he wanted more. He was on break when he saw a young man about his age leaving the frozen yogurt shop next door with some friends. He was tall, thin, and way out of Harry's league. Harry had been practically born gay, like really, really gay. (I mean his favorite show was RuPaul's Drag Race.) Harry was recently having suicidal thoughts, and said "Fuck it." He walked up to the angel and politely said "Hi there, I'm Harry. Whats up?" the man looked surprised, "Oh... Hello, my name is Johnny Weeaboo. I'm feeling pretty good, I guess." Based on other conversations Harry has had in his days, this was going extremely well. "Are you single, I know it's kinda out there and that we are both guys, but fuck that right?" Johnny was stunned at this point. All his friends had walked down the street to give them some privacy but they could still hear the conversation. "Yeah, I'm single." They all started cheering and saying "Go out with him Johnny!" and "Give him a chance, he can't be as bad as the other guy." Harry was now getting kinda happy, he wasn't sure because it's been a while since Harry had been happy. He looked up at Johnny the giant, "Well..." Johnny took a deep breath. "I already know the perfect place for our first date." Harry was very excited, internally, and gave JOhnny his phone number. When he finished his shift, he went ruffling through his closet. He picked out the most generic thing he could find because he didn't know what Johnny liked. A plaid button-up shirt and ripped skinny jeans. Johnny came around 7:30 and Harry was pretty much ready at 4. As Johnny was leading Harry into the car, Harry realized he didn't know where they were going. He poked Johnny's arm to get his attention, "Johnny where are you taking me exactly? I'm just wondering if I wore the right thing." Johnny didn't take his eyes off the road. "We need to find you a proper outfit." Harry was hurt. "What's wrong with my clothes, do you not like plaid." Johnny realized what he said came out wrong, "I love what your wearing, it's just that where we're going, you need something else." "Oh," said Harry, "Maybe if I knew where we were going I could have worn what would be appropriate." Johnny rolled his eyes, "I'm not telling you, I don't want you to back out until you see what we're doing." When Harry saw the giant chicken statue standing outside Just Lick'in Chick'in he knew where they were headed. They pulled into the plaza with Fat Women's Clothes in the largest space. They got out of the car and walked past the entrance and down the narrow alley way towards the back entry way. Johnny wasn't talking so Harry decided he should stay serious too. They got to a door Harry didn't know was there and Johnny finally turned towards him. "Harry, this is going to be a shock, but I'm a drag queen." Harry didn't know what to do and was frozen in his place. Then Johnny knocked on the door. A man or maybe a women opened the door. "BITCH, I haven't seen you in so long! Give me kisses!" Johnny followed Rocket Spices gaze. "Harry I didn't know that you were a drag queen too!" Harry looked just as surprised, "I wasn't going to tell you so you didn't think I was a weirdo." Harry and Johnny became very happy drag queens and lived happily ever after.