Re: Just off-campus, Capital: Holly W/Noah N
Holly had been wrecked. Like, seriously, he hurt in places he hadn't even known existed. And, as much as he wanted to stay awake and make sure that Noah was okay to drive? He so didn't manage it. He didn't even remember falling asleep in the Jeep. One second? He'd been curling onto his side, well, as much as a guy his size could, attention on Noah's hands on the steering wheel. The next second? He was waking up outside the motel in the Capital. And, okay, the place wasn't the Ritz or anything, but the alimony payments were going to be a bitch, and he had wanted a whole week, you know, so they could be sure shit was chill before Noah went back. So, not the Ritz, but it was somewhere better for the guy behind the wheel, at least that was what Holly hoped.
He should've showered once they got there, but he didn't, not, like, a real shower. He splashed water on himself, soaped his pits, wet his hair, and hit the deodorant hard. He didchange, and he even added a silver belt, you know, since Noah would probably die laughing about it. Anyway, right, the club. He'd been there a bunch of times back home. It was big and loud, but he kinda thought that might be better than some small intimate place where they couldn't blend in. Like, for Noah. He thought maybe being one fag among a bunch? Would be easier, and he hoped that was the right choice. And this place, at least back home, was big on party drugs and booze, but there weren't that many blowjobs in the bathroom, which was a good thing as far as Holly was concerned.
So, here they were, with Noah tugging him toward the bar, and he followed thinking the guy was too fucking cute for words. At the bar? He did what Noah didn't in his obliviousness. He bent over the bar, you know, standing on his toes, and he called the bartender over. It was funny, right? How the faces were the same, and Holly had already noticed a few Chaturbate guys by the door on the way in. Small world, and he had one hand permanently wound up in Noah's, you know, just because. "What do you want to drink?" he asked over his shoulder at Mr. Oblivious as the bartender came near.