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Well. All James could say was...That was one hell of a day. Firstly James woke up late, his stupid boyfriend turned off his alarm telling him on this stupid piece of stupid paper.
'You need to sleep in more, and definitely after last night! ;) Don't worry I'm sure the school will understand!!!'.
So James was late to work, because his boyfriend decided to turn off the god dam alarm. James then had to listen to some little kid play the wrong music on purpose. Damn James was surprise his ears weren't bleeding. James then went to calm himself down, going to get a strawberry milkshake and some kind of sweet cake...like strawberry cake. Yet! The cafe was closed, his favourite cafe!! Closed!! So James had to wait. He then thought his boyfriend would be home. Yet he wasn't.

So here James was. Standing in the club that his boyfriend was working at. The flashing light from the stage blinded James for a couple of seconds, the smell of alcohol and... well sex immediately filled his senses, the loud music nearly deafening, thank god James had been here before otherwise he would've been lost. You may ask...Why is the pink haired male here? Well he is here for a certain person... James walks down the steps, taking his time making sure to watch the brunette male, an dirty lewd song blasted through the speakers in the club. James didn't expect anything else, how could he? Somehow the brunette male hadn't noticed him yet. Which made it even better! He could do what he wanted to do. And surprise him. James pulls off his jacket, slipping through the crowd as he wraps the jacket around his waist, his black ripped jeans making him slightly more comfortable, a black shirt clinging onto his chest. What? The club was absolutely boiling... Well. That's what he thought. James snook up behind the 'poor' bartender, putting his finger on his lips as he noticed some people staring at him, wondering what in the hell he was been doing. James then pressed his lips against Donte's ears. "...You were meant to call me, my little birdie.." James breathed out against his ear, pinching his side he then laughed slightly at the way his boyfriend jumped, and immediately turned around. Donte looks at James holding a glass half full of some type of liquor, the other half of it spilt down himself soaking through his shirt, and leaving a stain. Perfect! He had just gotten this shirt!! Ugh. "Hey! You-You know not to do that." Donte scolded the older male sticking his bottom lip out. Donte made another drink quickly, sliding it over to the customer, asking another bartender to take over for a couple of seconds, which they both knew was going to be at least ten minutes. James was dragged into the bathroom by the defiantly not sneaky, needy worked up male.

James walks out with Donte behind him exactly five minutes later, James handing Donte some money and sitting down at the table in the corner, watching his boyfriend do his magic. The pink haired males eyes scanned over the club, looking at all of the other people there. One person caught his eye however. A black haired male...he was rather...suspicious looking. -. James got up and in a couple of seconds, like lighting. He had already smashed a glass up, the glass shattering as he held onto the biggest, yet the sharpest a shard of the smashed up glass, dashing over to the strange male, jumping over two tables, shoving past people, all to get some black haired male that was making a beeline towards his boyfriend,  Donte. "Get. Away. From. My. Property...!" James growls out bitterly, the pink haired male  grabs onto the raven haired males shoulder, his nails digging into the smaller males shoulder, raising his hand ready to swing down and stab him.-

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