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"hey boys, can you tell pete i-"

meagan stood in the doorway
of the bedroom, looking startled but not horrified or offended, like she'd almost seen something like this before.
ryan and i immediately separated from the escalating kiss, both feeling embarrassed and exposed.

i think meagan could feel our embarrassment, so she said, "don't worry guys, i've walked in on pete and mikey doing worse...much worse. also, when you're finished, can you tell pete that when he runs out of food to just come upstairs and tell me?"

"yeah, sure, thanks," i answered.

she then walked out and shut the door, leaving ryan and i giggling and looking straight into each other's eyes.

"much worse? what the fuck are pete and mikey doing while she's here?"

"don't ask me, ross. i don't wanna know."

we then walked out of the room and down the stairs to the basement and delivered the message to pete.

"oh, okay. one of you tell her i said thanks."

"i'll do it," ryan said, him then walking up the stairs to the kitchen.

"hey brendon," mikey started, "do you want us to set you and ry up tonight?"

"uh, what are referring to?"

"like a makeout sesh or something, i don't know."

"too late for that," i mumbled loud enough for them to hear.

"were you and ryan making out in my room?"

"maybe. and meagan walked in on us but then she said she'd seen you and mikey doing "much worse." that poor girl, guys! what were you doing?"

"that's a story for tonight," declared mikey.

"hey guys, gabe, travie, and william are here, so we can start the party shit," ryan said, running down the stairs.

"gay time?" mikey asked.

"gay time," pete responded.

"maybe gay time can be our always."

"ugh, shut it, way."

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high hopes is a good song and that's all

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