"Fine, we can go to Paradise," Leo said reluctantly to me. I would finally be able to go to the gay bar that my friends have raved about. We both jumped into my car and we're off.
Tonight was Drag Queen night.
Oh fucc.
We shared a quick kiss before we headed inside. We sat at a table, and got drinks. About ten minutes of being inside an announcement by the DJ came on.
"Now welcome to the stage... Miz Cracker!"
Ugh another overrated drag queen, I thought to myself.
She was very late, but once she came on I saw Leo's eyes light up. Okay, she was pretty, so what?
She started dancing to Whip It, and I could see that Leo really wanted to whip her ass. He was in love, I knew it, but it wasn't with me. I have never seen him so happy, and we've been dating for a year and half.
In the middle of the show we moved up closer, and she got into a red, skin tight dress, and didn't tuck. Leo looked at her untucked dick of corse for the whole time.
He then said he needed to go to the bathroom, but instead got backstage passes. They fucked. The end.
Oh wow. Yep, I just wrote a fanfic for my boyfriend and a drag queen. What is life?
