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There Jesse stood on his three day party with the classic red cups and sadness. Who knew someone could be that depressed during a party.
Jesse leaned against a wall slightly tipsy with his red cup. Dennis was with Trinity, his co-worker and roomie. She was probably off making out with a femme. He didn’t care much about it right now, he was just trying to enjoy the time.
Dennis had his cup of alcohol just whatever he found there. He didn’t like alcohol that much but it was a party. He had to get drunk and white girl wasted. Dennis somehow found himself leaning against the same wall as Jesse.
It was awkward being next to Jesse. He met him like once because of Trinity.
“Hey, what’s up.” Dennis asked awkwardly holding his red cup going next to him.
“Nothing.” Jesse replied with.. how plain and boring.
“Do you know of pac-man?”
“I know of him.”
“Well, Pac-man was originally supposed to be called Puck man. They changed it because.. Not because Pac-man looks like a hockey puck. “Paku-Paku” means flaps your mouth, and they were worried people would scratch out the P and turn it into an F.” He rambled on before he finished and chuckled to himself. Jesse wasn’t that interested in whatever he was saying but he did find him cute.
“Yeah.. that’s amazing.” Jesse replied his voice monotone with no interest.
“Uhm.. am— am I dreaming?” Dennis randomly asked. Jesse looked at him with a confused face whilst looking into his eyes.
“I’ll leave you alone forever now.”
“Thanks.”