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“So are we slamming some nachos or what?” I ask, swinging my bag over my shoulder as Joey holds the door open for me. So polite. “And then we can find you some dick!” The guy passing on the sidewalk looks over in alarm. “Don’t make it weird,” I tell him. “No one likes homophobia.” He moves along swiftly.
“You two go ahead and…converse or whatever. I need to use the bathroom anyway. Not for anything weird. Just…normal stuff.”