Chapter 3: Thoughts

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Marcel...

"Hey. You're up."

The black males brown eyes flickered on over from whatever they were looking at before to a hungover Brock who was drinking water.

A bit too late, buddy.

"I just woke up. How was your awakening?" Marcel asked, eyes not leaving the older male who was drinking his water.

"Evan came over, but-"

"Did he see them?!"

"I don't know." Brock replied, putting the bottle down before looking at the two males sleeping together, Marcel's eyes following.

I kinda hope he did. He can do much better than Jon.

"He loves him." Marcel sighed, Brock nodding sadly.

"He deserves someone who loves him back."

Silent.

"Don't think like that, Marcel."

Too late, Brock.

"You are thinking like that. I don't like him. I'm just worried on how this will go."

As Brock spoke, his green eyes didn't look at Marcel once, the said male taking that as a sign of lying. But, he remained quiet about his thoughts.

"Whatever you say, dude." Marcel told him, Brock sighing slightly, eyes traveling to the door.

"I should go get him. Wake these two up." Marcel told the older one, earning a nod as he walked out the door to get the Canasain friend who just needed a big hug.

Evan.

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