Apologize

"Jesus, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really so sorry!"

"Keep going," the first says, her grip lessening enough for you to breath.

"I was an immature sexist asshole and I humbly beg for your forgiveness!" you whimper out.

"Better," one mutters, before they both hop off your lap and walk off.

"Fucking pigs," they both mutter, walking off.

There's a brief moment of silence, the only noise being you hastily trying to put away your genitals and safe your reputation. Suddenly, the others burst into laughter.

"Oh, sorry! Sorry, miss, please don't take my testicles, please miss!" Daniel says in a mockery of your voice.

"Not my willy! Please, sorry, sorry please!" Ben joins in.

"Fuck off! It was your idea, asshole!"

"You might've kept your dick, but you're sure as shit not a man anymore," Ben grins.

You polish off your mozzarella sticks while trying to avoid the horrifying pain in your genitals, wondering if you'll still be able to have kids after that. You soon finish your meal, as the others do as well. You slide your tray away as the bell rings to mark the end of lunch.

"Fuck, let's go to class, I suppose," Ben says.

You nod and follow them off.