Have I ever told you the story of that Halloween night back in 2016 when I got into a fight with a penguin and almost got arrested, all that wearing a last-minute, recycled, Robin Hood costume which consisted of a green shirt, brown waistcoat, a stupid hat with a feather and a black mask?
Well, it all started when I told Winston...
"Nothing good happens after 2 am," Marcus told Win, standing on the sidewalk as he waited for a cab.
"Mate, come on! It's the lamest Halloween night ever. It's almost 2 am, you're about to go home and you're not even shitfaced," Winston told Marcus. He had makeup on his face, which, at this point, was just a mess of pink lipstick and black mascara smeared around his lips and eyes. Marcus thought he looked so ridiculous looking at him in this red dress and fake fur coat.
Marcus looked him up and down, and shook his head slightly, "Well maybe I don't want to get shitfaced," He looked back at the road and waved his hand in the air as he saw a cab approaching.
"Who doesn't want to get shitfaced?" Win said with a chuckle. Marcus glared at him with a really man? look and Win rolled his eyes and sighed, "Okay, you, for once," He muttered that last part before blurting out with a wide smile "But the night is not over yet!"
"It is. I'm going home. It's 2 am and nothing happened all night," Marcus said as he finally managed to stop a cab and this one slowly came to a halt in front of them.
"That's why you need to stay!" Win exclaimed, "Fifty pounds I can turn this night into the best night of your life," He put his hand in front of Marcus, waiting for him to accept the bet.
Marcus turned to Winston and thought for a second, "Ten pounds," He offered, knowing well this night wasn't going to be the best of his life, but with Winston in charge, nothing was sure. He didn't want to waste fifty pounds if Winston actually turned out to be right.
"Twenty?" Winston looked Marcus in the eyes as he hesitated.
Sometimes you know something is a mistake.
But you do it anyway.
"Okay deal," Marcus shook Win's hand, who just grinned like an idiot. He grabbed the cab's door handle and turned to his friend, "So, where are we going?"
Marcus opened the door and Winston jumped in, "To The World's End!" He almost yelled at the driver.
After a few long minutes spent in silence, Winston finally spoke up, "So, who would you be gay for in the band?"
Marcus chuckled and furrowed his brows, "What kind of question is that? Are you on drugs or something?"
Win rolled his eyes, "Just a little tipsy. But come on!" He nudged Marcus' arm.
"The question is not 'who would I be gay for' but rather 'who am I gay for'," Marcus smirked and winked at Winston.
His eyes widened before he furrowed his brows, pointed at himself, and mouthed "me?"
Marcus laughed and hit Win's shoulder, "No you idiot. It's Ted."
"Well that makes sense," Winston started, earning Marcus' attention, "Blonde, great smile, he's definitely your type."
Marcus chuckled and looked out the window, seeing the cab had almost arrived at their destination, "Well that doesn't matter cause he's not into guys."
The cab came to a stop as he said this and Marcus took out his wallet to pay the driver. Winston patted Marcus' knee before opening his door and said, "Oh, don't be so sure of that."
