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EN•AM•ORED
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Slater laughed, genuinely this time, clapping Nick on the shoulder in that playful, brotherly way he had. "Alright, alright, you made your point. I’m officially banned from stealing your food. Scout’s honor." He even threw up a mock salute, all grinning mischief. Then he straightened up, flashing that charming smile. "Come on, buddy. Let’s go get you a fresh slice. I’ll even let you pick two this time. Gotta rebuild that trust somehow, right?" He nudged Nick lightly with his elbow, already heading toward the pizza place like he hadn’t just committed a grave betrayal. "You like extra cheese, right? Or should I pretend I don't know that too?" He teased over his shoulder.
nick stared at slater for a moment. they weren't that mad, but they needed to keep it going. for the principal of the thing. eyes narrowed a bit more, until the other offered two slices.
time to let him off the hook.
"...i was done anyway." nick promised as he threw his arm around slater. "don't worry." a cheeky grin made its way onto his face. "i'd rather just go do something fun now. would that be okay?" he didn't have many friends, so the ones he had-- like slater-- he treated like pure gold... unless they stole his pizza.
Zack blinked, his mouth parting a little in surprise before a soft, almost bashful laugh tumbled out of him. He rubbed the back of his neck, cheeks coloring slightly even in the dim light, like he wasn’t quite sure what to do with the sudden honesty.
“Oh,” he breathed out, smiling a little too wide, a little too relieved. “Cool. Cool-cool-cool. That, uh… that makes a lotta sense.”
He fidgeted with the hem of his shirt, stealing a glance at Ray from under his lashes. “I mean, not that it matters what I think, but—good for you, man. Seriously.” His voice dropped lower, almost shy. “You shouldn’t have to pretend for anyone. I am gay as well.”
ray watched the other's cheeks go red and he shook his head. he'd always been allowed to be open in his family, always backed up and protected if anyone had anything to say. he didn't see the shame in being gay. he didn't know why it would be a secret at all.
the other's nerves quickly gave him an idea.
"good for me for... being out?" he tilted his head as he watched the other fidget. "i mean, it's not a big deal... right?"
the whispered admission made him chuckle slightly. "are we not telling anyone?" he muttered back.
"hey, woah, let's backtrack a moment. i ain't the one who is about to make a mess of the place. i'm sat here enjoying a lovely meal and this guy here starts chewing my ear of just because i waved at his girl. she smiled at me, i assumed she knew me from somewhere. if you're going to kick anyone out, let it be him, he is really bringing the mood down."
trish glared in the direction of the other man, giving him a gentle push. "back off. sit down. get your girl if you're so worried." she warned.
her attention was quickly brought back to the man she'd originally spoken to. "...careful who you smile at out here, it's crazy."
chuck laughed as he stared at the woman in front of him while ordering his last drink of the night from the bar. "come on... come on. i know you think i'm trouble; most of the women around here do. but you haven't even given me a chance to prove myself." before this moment, a guy tried to rob chuck, which led to chuck putting him in a headlock before sending him on his way. however, trish's demeanor suggested otherwise. "i'm a boys' basketball coach by day, so i'm used to dealing with reckless assholes regularly," he replied, clearly unimpressed. yes, chuck was well aware that he was referring to the teens he coached in that description. "you can't be mad at me for handling the situation, right? it could have been worse."
trish sighed as she looked the man over. "you put a man in a headlock within five minutes of my shift starting. what am i supposed to believe?" still, the man he'd put in a headlock had left, and there'd been no more trouble. "whatever," she waved a hand in his direction. "just try to avoid anything else?"
she was about to turn and walk away before she paused, chewing her lip. "...how old are the kids you coach?" she was, of course, thinking of her son, corbin. he'd started showing an interest in playing basketball like his daddy-- a man he never saw anymore.
-trish, 33, pansexual, waitress- open to: anyone !
"you look like you're about to make a mess of my restaurant." trish's jaw clenched as she watched the other person, "no offense..."
"...unless you have a reason to be offended."
"Okay, okay—first off, I didn’t know it was your favorite, Nick! It was just sittin’ there, all cheesy and delicious, callin’ my name like—‘Slater, eat me!’ How was I supposed to say no to that?" He tilts his head, trying to catch Nick’s eye. "C’mon, man, I’ll buy you another slice. Extra pepperoni. Truce?"
"...it did NOT want you to eat it." nick's voice rose incredulousy. "it was my slice and it knew where home was. you took it from me."
an offer to buy them another slice did pique their interest. "...okay. fine. truce. but don't do it again."
Zack blinked, eyebrows lifting as he tilted his head a little. “Wait—she said that because you turned her down? Damn.” He let out a low whistle, then squinted at you like he was trying to read fine print.
“I mean, no offense, man, but… rejecting her that fast? That confident? You sure you’re not, like, at least a little into dudes?” He held up his hands real quick, grinning. “Not judging! Just—y’know, the math's mathing.”
Then he leaned in like he was about to whisper a government secret. “'Cause if I got hit with a ‘how you gonna be short’ after getting turned down? I’d spiral. You just shrugged. That’s power. That’s suspiciously calm power.”
He raised an eyebrow, lips twitching. “So… you sure?”
ray chuckled in response to the question from the other, his eyebrows inching upward. "me? into dudes?" he scoffed.
clearly, zack didn't know him very well. ray was VERY into dudes. very openly, and he wasn't shy about it either. that was, in fact, why he turned the woman down.
"nah, nah. good logic. that's exactly what happened. i'm gayer than liberace on a rainbow." he admitted. "she was cute, but not even a little my type, you feel?"
This has been on my mind for long but I’m gonna do this - please reblog this if you’re comfortable with pre-establishing relationships. I do not mean “met at the grocery store two weeks ago” or “have a common friend”, but rather stuff like “have been best friends since kindergrden”, “go for a beer every friday”, “friends with benefits”, “dated in highschool”, “hate each other’s guts because -insert reason-” etc. Something meaningful (but not necessarily shippy) and I mean with muns/characters you have not interacted with, because I cannot believe I am the only one who prefers jumping right into the heart of the human interaction.
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"I'm gonna make fun of your short ass, first of all." she said without shame. "Ain't my fault you half a foot tall. Anyway, I'm supposed to. It's on my birth certificate. Ugly."
"i might be short but at least i'm not a donkey's ass. imagine, being a double ass." ray shook his head. "you make me sick, you know that?" slowly, he reached his hand out to pat her shoulder. "stand down, no one needs to be fought."
"I feel it's only fair that I be sent on a coffee run with my bosses credit card and everyone's order." she paused. "Gimme your card."
ray paused, a smirk forming on his lips. "...if you keep calling me your boss, you can use my card. but you better stick with it."
"Point out li'l mama that called you short. I wanna talk."
"no. no, i know you want to make fun of me too. you ain't slick and i ain't impressed."
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-nick, 22, gay, college student- open to: anyone !
"no. i'm not talking to you." nick crossed his arms and faced away from the other person. he couldn't even look at them right now. he couldn't believe it. "you could have eaten anything else! why my favorite slice of pizza?"
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"I was flirtin' this guy into a more expensive room and *I* got sent to HR?? I--I am HR??"
"and i know you're fair, so now you have to punish yourself!"
-ray, 33, gay, hotelier- open to: anyone !
"no because, 'how you gonna be short' is a wild thing to say just because i rejected her."
