most men be fighting bisexuality, not demons good morning

( discreetly buying booze for some underage teens, handing them the 24 pack and pocketing an extra $50 for the exchange. hopefully no one saw that. )

( turns to look at the other. ) oh, hey mannnnn . . what’s up?

no, why would i do that? they owed me.

( shrugs. ) it’s simply buisness. now why don’t ya’ mind your own business, eh?

( looks him up and down, scoffing as he crosses his arms over his chest. ) oh, yeah? and what are you going to do?

( standing a good 5’10, with a well-built muscular figure. ) go on, i’d like to see you try.

( stunned, eyes widening at the sudden attack. he wasn’t really expecting anything, and even less so to hurt. ) motherfuc — 💢 ( roughly grabbing aris by the shoulders, pushing him hard against the brick wall. ) you really want to mess with me, huh!?

( sharp yell as his shoulders were dug into, releasing the other and backing up. ) ALRIGHT! enough, eh! i don’t want to make a scene, brah. i’m on parole here, and can’t risk getting in trouble, so just let it go. it was none of your business, anyway.

( eye roll. ) like i care. money is money.

oh, really? is that why you started this shit? get a life, brah.

it’s simply business. they were fine with it before you made a huge scene.

a favor comes with a cost. how about you just get outta’ here, eh?

tsk.

pass some over brah