"Fuck," he breathed. Billy tipped his head down bumped his temple against Frank's as he just stood there for a second, fingers tightening on Frank's pants. He didn't move, even when the doors closed again. Only then did he pick his head up.
"Wanna go back to my place?"
Because they could go and drink, or they could hang out in the village, but-- but he didn't want to miss anything in throbbing music or too much liquor. He had booze at home.
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Date: 2018-07-17 03:55 am (UTC)"Wanna go back to my place?"
Because they could go and drink, or they could hang out in the village, but-- but he didn't want to miss anything in throbbing music or too much liquor. He had booze at home.