but it's better if you do [COMPLETED]

five

i went home that night with his face glued into my brain. every single fucking time i closed my eyes, i saw him. what was so special about some stripper named brendon that i hooked up with at a gay club? i was really hoping that someone could answer my question because i could not in the slightest.

spencer went home with that jon guy, but i didn't feel like i had anything to worry about. they were both mostly sober and consenting adults, so i let them have their fun for as long as they wanted.

brendon and i just talked for the remainder of the time i was there, which was about an hour after the hookup. we conversed about all types of things like family, hatred of our childhood religion, siblings, life situations, all that jazz. i also got his work schedule. i might go see him again tonight, whether i go alone or with spencer.

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spencer showed up at my house at five o'clock sharp. it turned out that jon was working tonight too, so we agreed to go together. we were both hooked on that place like some sort of hallucinogenic drug that made your dreams a reality. but, that also meant that there was some type of bad repercussion.

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we showed the bouncer our identification, even though he recognized us from yesterday, and entered the club. i looked over to the bar and saw that small yet slightly intimidating bartender that flirted with gerard's brother. as a matter of fact, he was flirting with the guy right now, leaning over the counter a bit.

i scanned the area for brendon and, within seconds, found him. he was talking to that vicky girl he introduced me to yesterday and, surprisingly, was wearing actual clothes at the moment. he looked me straight in the eye and waved at me. i waved back and then walked over to the pair.

"hey, brendon."

"hey, hot stuff! looks like you couldn't stay away," he said with a wink.

"definitely. hey, vicky."

"hi! i'll be right back, i have to go to the bathroom."

she walked to her destination as brendon stepped too close to me to be considered a friendly distance.

"i had fun yesterday," he whispered in my ear, his hand on the opposing side of him resting on my left shoulder.

"yeah, me too."

"up for round 2?"

"not now," i answered. "i have to settle in first, maybe get a water, at least."

"okay, that's fine. i'll get something, too. maybe some sriracha fries."

"sriracha fries? those exist?"

"yup. they're available here and probably some other places i don't know of."

"nice. on second thought, maybe i'll share a basket of those with you."

"it's a deal."

as we approached the bar, we heard pete looking away from mikey while simultaneously speaking.

"free drinks to anyone who will be my boyfriend. please, anyone at all. preferably a tall guy sitting at the bar named mikey."

mikey laughed and said, "i'm waiting for my free drink."

"can we have two waters and a basket of sriracha fries?" brendon asked as soon as we arrived at the bar.

"for sure," pete said, looking wide-eyed and wholesomely ecstatic.

we sat down at the bar and i started conversing with mikey.

"i hear that pete's going to give you a free drink, since you're his boyfriend now and all."

"he's been trying to give me that free drink for the last three days. i just wanted to make him wait."

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sorry it's been almost a month since i've updated but here we go