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My head is killing me. I threw up once, but I'm still pretty nauseous. And cold. It's FREEZING in here.

Looks like someone isn't getting laid tonight.

That's so not fair! I'm in agony here!

~~I wouldn't want to get you sick anyway...~~

The club will miss you sunshine. *smirks*

~~Thats a bit of wishful thinking isn't it?~~

What is?

That you would be he one going home with me tonight. Its a bit presumptuous, seeing as there are plenty of twinks in the sea, or something like that.

Well excuse me! Guess I'm not missing out anyway then.

Cheer up Jan, you'll make the team next year.

I'm too sick right now to even care about getting laid. I'd probably throw up all over the place or something.

Drink tea, you'll feel like a man again in the morning. Sort of

Sort of?

It all depends on what you started out as. The tea isn't going to make you anything you were'nt before.

You're saying I'm not a man?

You're a kid.

I'm practically 18. I'm an adult.

Practically doesn't count for shit these days. You're a kid.

I'm more of an adult than you.

Do you own your own place? Your own car? Do you do your own taxes? Old enough to legally watch or rent a porno? Come talk to me after you've done all of those.

Ask anyone.

I could do all of those things if I wanted. And I could watch all the porn in the world over the internet if I wanted to.

Really? With what job? What money?

And learn to read. I said legally.

I'd get a job.

And it would take you years to make enough money to do any of those things. Flipping burgers at McDonalds is not going to is not going to sling-shot you into adulthood. Nice try though.

I could get a job in any number of places. And none of that is what makes a person an adult.

I... I have to go lie down.

Shows how much you know.

Fine. Don't let the bed bugs bite.

You could call. I probably won't be sleeping... And anyways, I'd talk to you.

Once again, we'll see. I'm going out soon.