“Whatever,” Sebastian says with a snicker. “Okay, so if we’re not hooking up, you still can’t ditch me tonight. I’ve been forced to watch Ajay and Jack awkwardly flirt with each other for the past hour, and now Blair’s in there egging them on and I swear, Marcus, I can’t deal with this shit alone.”
He lets out an exaggerated sigh as he bows his head and rests his hands on Marcus’ shoulders. “I need emotional support to get through these trying times.”
“You need something,” Marcus agrees, “but I think maybe it’s shots. Let’s hit up the bar and then go fuck with peoples’ coats in Ajay’s room.”
“Nice,” Sebastian says as he gives Marcus’ shoulders a squeeze. “Can we fill the pockets with shaving cream again?”
“All right,” Marcus agrees as they head out the door, “but let’s put condoms in a few pockets, too. You know, to be helpful.”