[ the impulsive, stupid, childish side of billy wants to joke around and ask marcus why he was even looking at viktor's dick in the first place, but - time and place, and making dumb jokes right off the coattails of, more or less, both of them coming out, just seems kind of shitty, so. he doesn't. he laughs a little to himself, trying to imagine the scene - marcus walking into the showers, probably just wanting like, five fucking minutes to himself without someone being up his ass about something, and finding shamnam and viktor of all fucking people, half-to-buttass naked.
man. billy would rather drink bleach. he exhales slowly, feeling a little anxious, but - mostly okay. tired, definitely like he could burn a little grass. ]
yeah, okay. see you there in twenty? i gotta swing back by my tent first.
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man. billy would rather drink bleach. he exhales slowly, feeling a little anxious, but - mostly okay. tired, definitely like he could burn a little grass. ]
yeah, okay.
see you there in twenty?
i gotta swing back by my tent first.