eighteen

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Julian lays on top of his table in the back again, hoping to sleep soundlessly as the others begin to eat their lunch. Bender turns in his seat, looking at the hoodie laid over his eyes and hair.

The smell of raw fish ruins his feeling of peace. He groans silently, pushing his hoodie off his eyes and sitting up. He looks around, finding Claire taking out something hideous; both hideous smelling and looking.

"The hell's that?" Julian questions, sitting on Bender's table, the latter sitting in front of him.

"Sushi," she answers like it's obvious. Julian can only give a confused look, Bender repeating her.

"Sushi?"

"Rice, uh, raw fish and seaweed."

John lets a moment pass, contemplating her lunch before saying, "You won't accept a guys tongue in your mouth and you're gonna eat that?"

"Can I eat?"

"I don't know, give it a try." Claire can only roll her eyes, despite wanting to stick the chopsticks in Bender's eyes at this moment.

John looks over at Julian, Andrew taking everything he had gotten from his kitchen onto the table. "Where's your lunch?" he asks Julian.

"You're wearing it." Julian bites his lip, feeling a bit smug. His green eyes look John up and down, not caring that others see.

"I don't swing that way."

"I can still dream," Jc smiles. Bender bites his lip, before moving away to mess with Brian. Julian rolls his eyes, noticing the light blush on his cheeks.

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