"Dude shut the fuck up! I'm not fucking gay!"

"Dude shut the fuck up! I'm not fucking gay!" you say defensively. Chris hearing this put his hand up in the air, "Woah dude, I'm just pointing out the obvious. You don't have to be so defensive about it," he says looking a bit disappointed at you.

"How about you don't bring it up again," you say while poking your finger at his chest. He then puts his hand up in the air, but you can see him still grinning.

"Wipe the shit-eating grin off your face," you say, annoyed. But then you start Chris starting to slip. You can hear his laughter, as he's trying his best to not laugh right now. "What so funny?" you say questioning him

"You telling how straight you are while you know..." he stops mid-sentence to eye you up and down. Your face becomes slowly red as you realize what he is talking about.

"Ash you're the straightest guy I've ever known. Never in my life have I seen someone who is soooo straight. They totally won't crossdress in school, flaunting their goods," he says with a shit-eating grin. You then punch his shoulder which causes him to wince in pain. "Shut up..." you say embarrassed. "You don't want to admit it that's all." he says with the same grin. You roll your eyes, "Whatever... Let's just head to our table." You say not want to talk about it.

"It's alright Ash, you can come out the closest," chris says to tease you, but you just ignore him and just head towards your table.