Christian:

"This year is starting to look up. We should do this again. I've got some errands to run." Christian puts on his shirt and shoes. "Jason, never mind." He saw you had him hook on you like an addict. "It's going to be curfew soon and the hall patrol will have pepper spray. I got an idea why don't you come with Will? You could bring Jason too."

Jason:

Jason kept his hands on our hips toying with the waist hem of your outfit. He rested his head on your shoulder with eyes half open. Occasionally he gave you a light kiss on your neck. He had a smile that most drunk people have. He forgot about curfew and the patrolling butches. His brow furrowed as he had to make the decision to leave your side or get sprayed and have the cops called. It was a tough call. As usual Christian had an idea he could follow.