Refuse

"Fuck you, bitch!"

They continue to squeeze, and you think you're going to vomit or pass out from the brutal pain of it all. You vision goes blurry, before the first girl releases her grip on your balls, followed by the other.

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

There's a brief moment of silence, the only noise being you hastily trying to put away your genitals, which are now in awful, horrifying pain. Suddenly, the others burst into laughter.

"Fucking hell man, you nearly lost your dick!" Daniel shrieks.

"You fucking retard! Why didn't you just apologize?" Ben laughs.

"I didn't want to be a pussy!" you say.

"I'd much rather by a pussy than have to get one because my dick was ripped off," 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.