Mao believed Wolf meant it when he said he wouldn't spread his confessions around, but he couldn't help but worry that the wheels had been set in motion for another Luke centered disaster and there was nothing he could do about it. Maybe if he spoke to Lulu and found out just what had been said to Mrs. Fox he'd at least know how big of a mess to expect. Or maybe he was just freaking out over nothing and Luke's mother wouldn't say a Goddamn thing.
"You think he's a homophobe? He's nothing compared to that douche he's friends with, Felix. That guy is fucked up. Lukas at least has redeeming nerdly aspects, Felix is just pure meathead retard jock." Mao shook his head, still not able to fully grasp how Luke could be friends with such a closed minded jerk.
"Whatever the girls like, it sure isn't me." Mao's shitty luck with the female race was what he considered one of the great tragedies of his life. It seemed to run in the family though, Tetsuo was friggen' thirty five and he still didn't have a girlfriend. Mao often wondered if he'd be doomed to the same fate. Well, liking guys did up his chances a bit. ...Hopefully.
Mao fixed a lopsided smirk on his face and poked a finger into Wolf's arm. "If only I could fall for you, huh?" He gave a short laugh and shrugged. "But I guess that wouldn't do me any good, you're all about sowing your wild oats or some shit, right?"