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The boys' and girls' war was inevitable.
The girls began with an attack that was super effective, leaving anyone with a girlfriend heartbroken.
The halls of South Park Elementary School were stained blue with the tears of young children who were cut down with a simple note. It didn't matter if you ran away, it didn't matter if he begged; nothing was going to save you, and your girlfriend with you was going to break up.
It was a massacre...
But to the surprise of many, someone who everyone would think would be wallowing in laughter at the situation, was lying on the floor, crying profusely because the one who gave him her heart was also the one who had broken it.
Bill Allen was a victim of that slaughter. There was no laughter anymore, he couldn't say everything was gay anymore (although he still thought so), he could only be sad and heartbroken.
His friend Fosse was watching him from afar. He previously was wallowing with laughter at the misfortune of others; Calling all the crybabies gay and laughing his typical laugh, he noticed that his friend wasn't with him.
He walked a bit and in one of the corridors he saw his best friend looking like a weeping ladybug while he was holding on to that note.
That bitch! Fosse knew why his friend was so sad, she is a heartless viper, a cheap bitch and a sleazy whore; that slut had never given him a good feeling, he always interfered with his plans, never let them out like they did before, and in the end it was just a stone in his friendship.
Hahaha getting mad at a girl because she broke up with her best friend hahaha that's gay
But as much as he enjoyed the tears of his opponents, the sobbing of his best friend was something that, although he tried to simply ignore it, he couldn't, and it bothered him...
He clicked his tongue. He approached Bill, with the intention of comforting him, because according to what the psychologist had told him: 'that's what best friends do', right?
This was all too gay for him.
-hahaha crying over a girl, hahahaha that's gay- his friend reminded him
Fosse hoped that those words would make his friend laugh, that he would get up and that everything would return to normal between them.
But great was his surprise when he saw how his friend cried more intensely.
-She...snif...she...-between tears; It was hard for him to generate words.
He clenched his teeth. He had to do the gayest thing in life.
-She this, she the other- Fosse complained to Bill- you don't understand that she preferred her friends to you, the so-called 'love of hers'
That only made Bill more miserable.
"It's not worth shedding your tears for a bitch who got carried away by social pressure than by her heart," Fosse told her.
Bill didn't know why, but his heart began to pound as he felt how Fosse took her hands and squeezed them to encourage her:
-That you don't see that she no longer loves you; Get rid of that vague feeling, love is a bitch, and crying over someone who isn't worth it is stupid.
Bill looked at his partner, determined to cheer up his friend and make his tears stop, Fosse took his friend's face; Bill blushed a little, but he didn't show it because of the tear stains.
-You're Bill Allen, and you're amazing. You are a very good basketball player, you have nice hair and you are great. You're funny, smart...sometimes; you always have an idea, which at the end of the day gets us into trouble and we end up dying of laughter.
Fosse wiped Bill's tears, and this unconscious one got closer to his friend, enchanted by his words.
-Because when you choose someone, the rest is renounced- he said- and if she chose you, but she didn't renounce; don't be a fagot
That got a small smile out of Bill...
-You see, you're already smiling, that's how it's done
-But when will I like someone, and it works? - he questioned his friend with blue luck
-Whenever, there are many fish in the sea
-And... if it's a boy?
-I would bother you a little, but you know that if you are happy, I am too
Bill gave his friend a smile, he didn't know why but Fosse seemed less of an idiot today.
-At least look on the bright side, we can be the same as before, hahaha
-Yes, hahaha, this is all gay
And with Fosse's help, Bill got up, already feeling a little better.
"Is it okay to be a little sad about that?" Bill asked.
Fosse rolled his eyes and hugged Bill. she squeezed and clung to him, a look from him reminding her that he was gay; but she was silenced by his heart that she only wanted the welfare of the opposite.
For his part, Bill was inwardly confused. His ex-girlfriend had never hugged him like that, his ex-girlfriend had never encouraged him like that; and most importantly, his ex-girlfriend had never dried his tears.
That showed that Allen chose wrong. Who was it that brought him soup when he was sick? Who was the only one who didn't scoff when he buried his pet worm? and even more, who was there for him, in health and illness, good and bad, until that bitch separated them? All the answers were the same, Fosse Mcdaniel.
Fosse The boys' and girls' war was inevitable.
The girls began with an attack that was super effective, leaving anyone with a girlfriend heartbroken.
The halls of South Park Elementary School were stained blue with the tears of young children who were cut down with a simple note. It didn't matter if you ran away, it didn't matter if he begged; nothing was going to save you, and your girlfriend with you was going to break up.
It was a massacre...
But to the surprise of many, someone who everyone would think would be wallowing in laughter at the situation, was lying on the floor, crying profusely because the one who gave him her heart was also the one who had broken it.
Bill Allen was a victim of that slaughter. There was no laughter anymore, he couldn't say everything was gay anymore (although he still thought so), he could only be sad and heartbroken.
His friend Fosse was watching him from afar. He previously was wallowing with laughter at the misfortune of others; Calling all the crybabies gay and laughing his typical laugh, he noticed that his friend wasn't with him.
He walked a bit and in one of the corridors he saw his best friend looking like a weeping ladybug while he was holding on to that note.
That bitch! Fosse knew why his friend was so sad, she is a heartless viper, a cheap bitch and a sleazy whore; that slut had never given him a good feeling, he always interfered with his plans, never let them out like they did before, and in the end it was just a stone in his friendship.
Hahaha getting mad at a girl because she broke up with her best friend hahaha that's gay
But as much as he enjoyed the tears of his opponents, the sobbing of his best friend was something that, although he tried to simply ignore it, he couldn't, and it bothered him...
He clicked his tongue. He approached Bill, with the intention of comforting him, because according to what the psychologist had told him: 'that's what best friends do', right?
This was all too gay for him.
-hahaha crying over a girl, hahahaha that's gay- his friend reminded him
Fosse hoped that those words would make his friend laugh, that he would get up and that everything would return to normal between them.
But great was his surprise when he saw how his friend cried more intensely.
-She...snif...she...-between tears; It was hard for him to generate words.
He clenched his teeth. He had to do the gayest thing in life.
-She this, she the other- Fosse complained to Bill- you don't understand that she preferred her friends to you, the so-called 'love of hers'
That only made Bill more miserable.
"It's not worth shedding your tears for a bitch who got carried away by social pressure than by her heart," Fosse told her.
Bill didn't know why, but his heart began to pound as he felt how Fosse took her hands and squeezed them to encourage her:
-That you don't see that she no longer loves you; Get rid of that vague feeling, love is a bitch, and crying over someone who isn't worth it is stupid.
Bill looked at his partner, determined to cheer up his friend and make his tears stop, Fosse took his friend's face; Bill blushed a little, but he didn't show it because of the tear stains.
-You're Bill Allen, and you're amazing. You are a very good basketball player, you have nice hair and you are great. You're funny, smart...sometimes; you always have an idea, which at the end of the day gets us into trouble and we end up dying of laughter.
Fosse wiped Bill's tears, and this unconscious one got closer to his friend, enchanted by his words.
-Because when you choose someone, the rest is renounced- he said- and if she chose you, but she didn't renounce; don't be a fagot
That got a small smile out of Bill...
-You see, you're already smiling, that's how it's done
-But when will I like someone, and it works? - he questioned his friend with blue luck
-Whenever, there are many fish in the sea
-And... if it's a boy?
-I would bother you a little, but you know that if you are happy, I am too
Bill gave his friend a smile, he didn't know why but Fosse seemed less of an idiot today.
-At least look on the bright side, we can be the same as before, hahaha
-Yes, hahaha, this is all gay
And with Fosse's help, Bill got up, already feeling a little better.
"Is it okay to be a little sad about that?" Bill asked.
Fosse rolled his eyes and hugged Bill. she squeezed and clung to him, a look from him reminding her that he was gay; but she was silenced by his heart that she only wanted the welfare of the opposite.
For his part, Bill was inwardly confused. His ex-girlfriend had never hugged him like that, his ex-girlfriend had never encouraged him like that; and most importantly, his ex-girlfriend had never dried his tears.
That showed that Allen chose wrong. Who was it that brought him soup when he was sick? Who was the only one who didn't scoff when he buried his pet worm? and even more, who was there for him, in health and illness, good and bad, until that bitch separated them? All the answers were the same, Fosse Mcdaniel.
Fosse The boys' and girls' war was inevitable.
The girls began with an attack that was super effective, leaving anyone with a girlfriend heartbroken.
The halls of South Park Elementary School were stained blue with the tears of young children who were cut down with a simple note. It didn't matter if you ran away, it didn't matter if he begged; nothing was going to save you, and your girlfriend with you was going to break up.
It was a massacre...
But to the surprise of many, someone who everyone would think would be wallowing in laughter at the situation, was lying on the floor, crying profusely because the one who gave him her heart was also the one who had broken it.
Bill Allen was a victim of that slaughter. There was no laughter anymore, he couldn't say everything was gay anymore (although he still thought so), he could only be sad and heartbroken.
His friend Fosse was watching him from afar. He previously was wallowing with laughter at the misfortune of others; Calling all the crybabies gay and laughing his typical laugh, he noticed that his friend wasn't with him.
He walked a bit and in one of the corridors he saw his best friend looking like a weeping ladybug while he was holding on to that note.
That bitch! Fosse knew why his friend was so sad, she is a heartless viper, a cheap bitch and a sleazy whore; that slut had never given him a good feeling, he always interfered with his plans, never let them out like they did before, and in the end it was just a stone in his friendship.
Hahaha getting mad at a girl because she broke up with her best friend hahaha that's gay
But as much as he enjoyed the tears of his opponents, the sobbing of his best friend was something that, although he tried to simply ignore it, he couldn't, and it bothered him...
He clicked his tongue. He approached Bill, with the intention of comforting him, because according to what the psychologist had told him: 'that's what best friends do', right?
This was all too gay for him.
-hahaha crying over a girl, hahahaha that's gay- his friend reminded him
Fosse hoped that those words would make his friend laugh, that he would get up and that everything would return to normal between them.
But great was his surprise when he saw how his friend cried more intensely.
-She...snif...she...-between tears; It was hard for him to generate words.
He clenched his teeth. He had to do the gayest thing in life.
-She this, she the other- Fosse complained to Bill- you don't understand that she preferred her friends to you, the so-called 'love of hers'
That only made Bill more miserable.
"It's not worth shedding your tears for a bitch who got carried away by social pressure than by her heart," Fosse told her.
Bill didn't know why, but his heart began to pound as he felt how Fosse took her hands and squeezed them to encourage her:
-That you don't see that she no longer loves you; Get rid of that vague feeling, love is a bitch, and crying over someone who isn't worth it is stupid.
Bill looked at his partner, determined to cheer up his friend and make his tears stop, Fosse took his friend's face; Bill blushed a little, but he didn't show it because of the tear stains.
-You're Bill Allen, and you're amazing. You are a very good basketball player, you have nice hair and you are great. You're funny, smart...sometimes; you always have an idea, which at the end of the day gets us into trouble and we end up dying of laughter.
Fosse wiped Bill's tears, and this unconscious one got closer to his friend, enchanted by his words.
-Because when you choose someone, the rest is renounced- he said- and if she chose you, but she didn't renounce; don't be a fagot
That got a small smile out of Bill...
-You see, you're already smiling, that's how it's done
-But when will I like someone, and it works? - he questioned his friend with blue luck
-Whenever, there are many fish in the sea
-And... if it's a boy?
-I would bother you a little, but you know that if you are happy, I am too
Bill gave his friend a smile, he didn't know why but Fosse seemed less of an idiot today.
-At least look on the bright side, we can be the same as before, hahaha
-Yes, hahaha, this is all gay
And with Fosse's help, Bill got up, already feeling a little better.
"Is it okay to be a little sad about that?" Bill asked.
Fosse rolled his eyes and hugged Bill. she squeezed and clung to him, a look from him reminding her that he was gay; but she was silenced by his heart that she only wanted the welfare of the opposite.
For his part, Bill was inwardly confused. His ex-girlfriend had never hugged him like that, his ex-girlfriend had never encouraged him like that; and most importantly, his ex-girlfriend had never dried his tears.
That showed that Allen chose wrong. Who was it that brought him soup when he was sick? Who was the only one who didn't scoff when he buried his pet worm? and even more, who was there for him, in health and illness, good and bad, until that bitch separated them? All the answers were the same, Fosse Mcdaniel.
Fosse could be a fool, almost bald, mocking and lout; with no education and bad manners; but he was a good friend, his friend, and only that... right?
But when he felt how his best friend was still hugging him, and how he could feel his breath on the back of his neck, Bill forgot all the sadness, he concentrated on Fosse, and almost by impulse he took him by the cheek.
Bill brought him a little closer to his face, getting closer and closer, to the point where his lips were about to touch...
*Ring Ring Ring*
The bell announcing the return to classrooms resounded down the hall.
Bill and Fosse broke apart in shock, and it only took a second for him to realize what they were going to do.
-Hahahaha, that's gay hahahaha- River Fosse
-Hahaha yes, that's gay hahahaha- Bill laughed with his friend
They both finished laughing and said goodbye, they went to their respective classes, promising to see each other at the end of the day.
But what they didn't know is that as they walked through the halls, Bill put his hand on his pounding heart, his cheeks were a little pink and he was confused.
All this for his friend Fosse.
That was...Gay?