All I Want Is You Baby (BoyXBoy)

Chapter 87 You Don't Have To Change

"What are you eating?" Louise asked Anna. Ralf stood beside Louise. They both looked disgusted.
"These are called Witchetty grubs. And oh, these are delicious. It tastes similar to almonds, and the skin is crisp like roast chicken, while the inside is light yellow, like a fried egg." Anna surely had a weird taste in food because she had no idea which Australian dish she was eating. Louise and Ralf were trying not to puke.

(Note- Witchetty grub is a term used in Australia for the large, white, wood-eating larvae of several moths. These are edible either raw or lightly cooked in hot ashes, they are sought as a high-protein food by Aboriginal Australians. 
You can throw up now)

"Are you sure you don't want it?"
Louise covered her mouth, "Ugh, no thanks. Enjoy your meal,"
"That I will!" Anna continued eating.
"Should we tell her how it's made?" Ralf whispered.
"Let's not spoil someone's day," Lousie said.

A few guys passed beside Louise. They were loud and seemed ill-mannered unlike our violent gentleman. They looked at Anna and whistled.

"Hey, babygirl. Are you lost?" The cringiest one of them said.
"Ugh! Trolls!" Ralf rolled his eyes, "Bruh. Can't you see us beside her?"
"That are too busy trolling to be able to see actual humans,"
"Yeah, you aren't human, shut up,"
"Hey! You her boo?" He asked Louise.

(Tn//Boo—American slang for boyfriend/girlfriend)

"That's a good idea" Louise placed his finger on his chin.
"What's with those lame shorts? You have zero fashion sense!" Ralf said.
"Let adults talk, you pussy!"
"I MIGHT BE A PUSSY! BUT I'M A WELL DRESSED, ALPHA AS FUCK PUSSY!"

MEME IT!
"Hey, you stink of salt and fish, go away! I'm eating" Anna said.
"Yeah, and your stupid and lame shorts are making me puke" Ralf said. I know, right Ralf? People should really not come to the beach if they are gonna wear lame shorts. 

"DO YOU KNOW WHO BILLY IS?!" Another one of them said. 
"All I know is Billy is someone who has zero fashion sense! Man, just look at them shorts! I wouldn't buy them even if someone gave me a million dollars to buy it," Nothing is more important.

Louise lit a cigarette, "Nobody gives a damn. Piss off before I make you,"
"YOU THINK I'M A FOOL?"
"Of course you are! Only fools would pay for shorts like those!"
I swear to God he's gonna take expert advice next time he buys a pair of shorts. Ralf is the man!

"I CHALLENGE YOU FOR A DUEL!" Billy shouted at Louise as he brought his face super close to Louise. Louise blew out the smoke on Billy's face. Billy coughed and his eyes started watering.
"Go home, buddy,"
"THE FUCK—"
"Change those lame shorts first and only THEN bother to come near us," Ralf said.

"WHY DO YOU HAVE SO MUCH OF A PROBLEM WITH MY SHORTS!? HERE!" He removed his shorts and threw them away. Now, he stood in an uglier underwear.
"Man, bruh, what the fuck, REMOVE THIS TOO!"
"WHAT THE FUCK!"
Ralf started pulling his underwear away from his while he grabbed it tight. His men were confused while Louise covered Anna's eyes because he didn't wanted her to see random dicks on California beaches.

Meanwhile,

"MJ!" Brandon shouted as he looked at the red colored water. It might b just ketchup you know. Suddenly, a huge wave engulfed the boat and the boat floated on the wave.
"MJ?" Brandon looked around while sitting on the boat and painting his nails. The water washed away his paint.

MJ suddenly appeared on the waves. His shoulder was covered with blood, he still had the broken vodka bottle in his hands and his surfboard was replaced by THE SHARK! Now this is what a real thug look like . He didn't choose the thug lyfe, the thug lyfe chose him.

"MJ!" Brandon smiled at him. MJ was barely able to stand. He was not hurt. He was drunk. He jumped on the boat and turned towards Brandon.
"OMG! MJ! ARE YOU OKAY?" Brandon shouted as he looked at MJ.
"Oh yeah, you know, I just bleed for fun," MJ said.
"...Fine, but are you okay?" Brandon said.