Amy

Whoa, what the fudge.

"WE'RE IN THE TROJAN WAR!" i scream, "stuff staying behind this rock."


Alisha

"We can't stay behind the rock forever."

"Why not?"

"'Cause first off, we're in the Goddamn Trojan War . Secondly, food and hydration are a thing. Thirdly, someone is going to eventually find us here. Fourthly, PATROCHILLES !!!!"

"Oh."

"Yeah, 'oh'."


Amy

The butterflies take flight as we walk into the bustling chaos of the Greek camp. What would I say to the world's greatest gay ship, nothing maybe just stand there and be awkward. That sounds good.

But I can't help but notice that everyone is looking at us.

"Hey um I think we look a bit out of place," i turn to Alisha, as a soldier walks past and looks us up and down, eyebrows raised.

"What haven't you seen anyone of the opposite gender?" i yell at him, he backs off. There is a sudden burning sensation crawling up my arms

"What the hell, why am I glowing?"


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