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Sure, he was supposed to be in a rush to skip town with Roman, but he still wasn’t sure what he was supposed to be feeling or what he was supposed to do when he did find Dean, so he took his time to finally settle on the wall beside him. He was tense, but he was trying not to look it. If people saw how bothered he was, then it would only fan the flames. “I doubt many people get a coming out party this impressive.”

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"Mine never happened, so you have a one up on me.” Keeping the exchange casual, or rather letting Vaughn lead things for once, Dean offered out the joint and pulled off is blazer. Nerves always had a way of heating him up to an uncomfortably toasty level. “I haven’t heard anyone calling for pitchforks, so I think you’re okay.” He said, trying to ease the situation to the best of his ability, which albeit wasn’t exactly spotless, but it was genuine. Instead of their usual banter, he took a page out of Emma’s book and attempted to relate. Keeping a distance between them, he propped a foot up against the wall.

#ch: vaugh #ev: 2gen

Dean leaned up against one of the side walls and took a few hits of the joint he’d thought ahead to tuck away just in case the moment called for one. However nothing could have planned him for a forced outing, especially one he was involved in. He tried and failed to understand what Vaughn was going through, but he was man enough to know the guy he cared about, more of less in a few ways, was in need of a shoulder.

#ch: vaughn #tat smile but toned down like 12 notches

Text || Vaughn ||

Vaughn: I'm actually with her right now, so.

Vaughn: I can't right now. I need some time to think or something. Sorry.

Dean: Don't you apologize for shit.

Dean: I'm here if you need me, that's all I'm saying. With or without a joint to help clear that mind. Just say the word.

#ph: vaughn

Text || Vaughn ||

Vaughn: No. I was trying to enjoy my fucking sandwiches.

Dean: You sound just like Emma right now.

Dean: Wanna bounce? I know a place that's great for avoiding shit.

#ph: vaughn

think-pink-floyd

Maybe it was the weed, or maybe he was killing time until Vaughn texted him back, but Bash caught up to Dean, turning him around, “What is this about this thing you’re doing, did I do something to you I’m not remembering. If I did I’d like to enjoy it if I have to have you buzzing around like a little bitch.”

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“Clearly you don’t pick up on a lot of things, because me leaving should have made it obvious I don’t wanna..” Dean bit back his response and instead shoved Bash straight in the chest. “Drop this and go the fuck back to what you were doing, because this little bitch is about to lose his cool.”

#ch: bash #ev: 2gen

Text || Vaughn ||

Dean: yo, you good?

#ph: vaughn

thematty-c

I wish people thought I was a princess and gave me extras… Can you just spit it out already? You’re being weird, Roman’s texting me like he’s got a fucking hit out on him… I just wanted to eat my little sandwiches and have a good time, man.

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Emma hated being the one to bring it to his attention, but she knew it would be worse if anyone else made a comment beforehand. Things had to be handled delicately. Sitting on one chair, she patted the other before rationing off the food, her own napkin nearly spilling over from just how much she put away. “Someone made a blog of sorts where they are targeting certain people, I guess, and um..” Instead of saying it, she handed off her phone. “None of anything there matters, just remember that. Stupid people will say things that are none of their business to make themselves feel better.”

#ch: vaughn #ev: 2gen

think-pink-floyd

“That’s why I said almost.” Bash rolled his eyes, while he turned face to face with Dean, he really didn’t see what could possibly appeal to Vaughn about him. Bash would say he didn’t feel much of anything these days, but disgust was still alive and kicking apparently. He looked him over as if he were contemplating, then came to a conclusion. “Good effort, but too butch to be believable.”

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“Always with the fallbacks and shortcuts. Have you always been afraid of followthrough or is that part of the package deal with flaking on commitment?” Dean didn’t really care about anyones opinion on the matter, his real worry and main reason for concern was Vaughn’s forced outing. “Be thankful I don’t care about what you think to prove you wrong, dude. Have fun in the bitter and lonely corner.” He said with a condescending pat to Bash’s shoulder as he moved by.

#ch: bash #ev: 2gen

think-pink-floyd

“If you’re gonna talk to me then you can stop acting like a bad version of a catty little faggot, your insecurity is showing. I’m almost embarrassed for you.”

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“Embarrassed for someone else? I wasn’t aware you had that sort of empathetic capability. I’m impressed, but I’ll tell you this, call me that again and I’ll crack your face into this here bar.” Dean laughed. “It’s up to you to figure out if I’m serious or not.”

#ch: vaughn #ev: 2gen

thematty-c

Okay… so it’s bad? It’s not going to be under a table though, I’m not a midget like you, I won’t fit.

montyclifton

-- Hush up.

That didn’t take long, so come on. I spotted two seats in the back, and it isn’t so much bad as it is... It’s going to make you think, I guess? You tell me. Also, the guy at the table said I was a princess so he gave us extras. Score.

#ch: vaughn #ev: 2gen

thematty-c

Dude, I am so confused right now. But okay, I’m not gonna say no to squirrelling away some food.

montyclifton

You won’t be soon, and I don’t mean to be vague but I’d rather have comfort stuff ready before.. Take my fun and go find a comfortable spot. I’ll meet you there.