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A GAP in Baltimore, Friday Evening
It was a date, if you could possibly call an outing to the mainland to buy yellow socks and archery gloves a date. At least Alec and Sparkle were following up their shopping trip with dinner, or at least that was the plan. Sparkle had scoped out the cheap restaurant situation before they'd left, and he'd managed to narrow what he could afford down to, like, a McDonald's on the way back to the causeway.
He'd worry about that once they were done picking up his socks.
And they'd pick up socks just as soon as Sparkle was done browsing.
"Oh, man. Look at these ones. They have stars on them."
Sorry, Alec.
[NFB for distance, and for that guy!]
He'd worry about that once they were done picking up his socks.
And they'd pick up socks just as soon as Sparkle was done browsing.
"Oh, man. Look at these ones. They have stars on them."
Sorry, Alec.
[NFB for distance, and for that guy!]
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Because really, it was no sweat off of Sparkle's back to solicit dances from every straight dude at the dance, too.
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"Would you be more comfortable?" Alec wondered. "I mean. I don't know if there's anyone who I'd really care if they found out, personally. But you have a lot of friends, I think, so..."
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Well, considering the secret that Sholeh was keeping, it wasn't exactly like she could cast stones, either.
"People will get over it if they don't like it. I mean... right? I don't need 'em if they don't, fuck 'em."
Actually, the notion of it had Sparkle half terrified.
He wasn't going to let that show.
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Hey, he wasn't exactly jumping on the full-scale coming-out train anytime soon either; if his parents found out, he fully intended to freak, and he hadn't been a model of calm when Jace had told him that he knew either. But he didn't know that people cared as much in Fandom as they did in the Clave, and there weren't many people in Fandom whose opinions really mattered to him the way those of his family did.
"You can still, um, dance with your other friends too, though. If you want."
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And who even knew about Sholeh, these days? Was she having a thing with his roommate?
Did he even want to know?
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