Drift and Raptor ~ a gay love story

Chapter 13 ~ Guns and sex

Raptor's POV:
"Damnit!" I cuss to myself quietly. I dropped and broke a carton of milk. I look around to see if anyone saw, which luckily, nobody did. I walk away quickly with my cart, not wanting to clean it up. Ugh,  the workers probably hate me. I head towards the checkout area, which luckily, wasn't busy at all. Today was a slow day. Drift was out and about, and Raptor had to burger groceries, something they don't do often, since they order everything of Postmates. As I wait in line, I spot something on one of the shelves: a small vibrator. My mind instantly knows what to do. I snatch it off the shelf, and drop it into my cart quickly. This will spice up things in the bedroom.

Brite's POV:
I polish my scar, as I prepare for the next battle royale event. Me, Dusk, Drift, and Sanctum sit in my living room, digging through boxes of my old guns and materials, trying to pick what we like and what we want. It's been awhile since I've participated in  battle royals, and I honestly really missed it. It's been something that can distract me from my issues, and it's really stress relieving, even though sometimes it can be really intense. "What about this one?" Drift asks, holding up a ratchet-ass gun I had from 3 years ago. Sanctum gives him a dirty look. "The fuck typa gun is that?" Sanctum asks, being sarcastic. Drift scoffs and tosses the gun into the box next to him. "Okay rude-" Drift says in a disgusted tone. Sanctum cackles in response, flipping his cape over Drift's head to annoy him. "Thanks, I'm really good at being rude!" Sanctum retorts, giving Drift a cocky smile. Dusk tosses a crossbow in Sanctum's direction. "You could say that again." Dusk says, not paying attention to the conversation. "Okay....do you want an award or somethin Sanctum?" Drift asks, giving him a 'wtf' look. Sanctum stop digging and turns to Drift, raising a brow. "Oh honey, I already have enough awards sweetie!" Sanctum mocks Drift, making that gay voice Drift always hates. "BITCH I'M DEAD!" I laugh hard, literally having to stop digging to contain my laughter. Drift glares at me, and shakes his head and goes back to digging. I finally reach the gun I want, which is the double glocks. "Yesss! Finally! I used to rock these hoes 8 months ago!" I exclaim, admiring their beauty. Sure, they had a few scratches and nicks on the surface, but they still looked to work well. "Those are the ugliest looking guns i've ever seen." Sanctum says, making a funny face at me. I roll my eyes, and find another gem! "Ayo! Dusk! Check this out! I found a rocket launcher!" I exclaim, admiring it. I mean, it was missing the rocket itself and the trigger is sticky, but it works pretty good. And plus, Dusk will like it either way, since she loves destruction. She's always been the outgoing, moody, destructive, and a loud ghetto hoe ever since I met her in 5th grade. Sanctum is very similar to his sister, since he's also destructive and loud, but he likes to be sarcastic, and he's into dark humor. He's also very straight forward, which makes decisions easier, but he's also caring. They're the perfect sibling duo, which we all adore. "No way!! Lemme see!" Dusk says, crossing over to me and grabbing it. She flips it over in her hands, admiring its beauty. "I'll get a rocket for this thing and I'll blow up everyone on the battlefield." Dusk says, smiling. She sets it down next to her, and she continues digging. "Hey, hows this?" Drift asks, pulling out a jet black rifle with purple stripes down its side. "Erm....yeah it's pretty good." I say, not paying much attention. I obviously didn't like it, but I didn't wanna waste anymore time. I just wanted to get my guns and practice for tomorrow's battle royal. Like Valor would say;
"We're here for a good time, not a long one."
Damn, I missed Valor and John. I wonder where they're at now. But as a matter of fact, Valor just called me and explained to me that-
Riiiinnngggg! Riiinnnnngggggg! Drift's phone started ringing, as he groans. "Oh my god! Who could be bothering me now?" Drift asks himself with a eye roll. He digs through his huge pockets,
and pulls out his chirping iPhone. Raptor's icon appears onscreen, indicating that Raptor was the one ringing Drift's phone. "One sec- Hey babe. What's up?" Drift answers, all his frustrations seeming to instantly disappear. After a minute of Raptor's voice audibly being heard through Drift's phone, he slides it back into his pocket and gets up. "I'm gonna ride to the apartment real quick. I'll meet you guys later." Drift says, walking to the front door. "Looks like Drifty is gonna have some fun!" Dusk teases, saying 'fun' in a sing-song voice.