Chris is so done. He’s never been so done before in his entire life. His throat is sore, scratching every time he swallows, talks or even breaths. He’s coughing uncontrollably. His eyes feel puffy and swollen, looking red and tired. He should not be at work. But still he is, because his best friend is having a gay crisis. A crisis that are the cause of Chris cold. Stupid best friend who drove a golf cart straight in to the muddy carp filled lake because he saw a pretty boy. Chris had done some stupid things for a fine pieces of ass but never anything remotely as stupid as Driving. A. Golf. Cart. With. Your. Best. Friend. In. To. The Disgusting. Lake. Uch. Chris still felt like there was mud everywhere. And the incident had been five days ago and at least fifteen showers since.
Rip Chris xD
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