"There's a speed limit here? I just go fifty."

"WHAT THE FUCK!?" he panic, "THE LIMIT IS THIRTY FIVE! YOU'RE GONNA GET PULLED OVER!"

"Don't worry I have my license, I think."

"YOU THINK!?"

He shrugged and without stopping or getting pulled over, they were there. Ezekiel, stunned by this, quickly got out of the car, slamming the door behind him, "h-how..." he could've, would've and should've melted.

Alex opened his door and closed it right after he did, then locking it and also checking the door about exactly four times by yanking on the door like four times. Then he looked over at Ezekiel, "I need to pee."

"But you just- never mind, that's why you got out I assume, I guess we're not doing drive through. Just tell me what you wanna order and I'll order while you go."

"Hey uh... what's on the menu...?"

He groaned, "oh my god..." he grabbed the other's arm and dragged him into the place. He got to the counter. "Look at it up there and tell me what you want," he pointed to the menu item area thing. Isn't it lit up or something?

"I want that one," he legit pointed to the kid's meal, me too but dude.

"... what do you want in your kid's meal...?"

"I've never had chocolate milk before and I wanna try it... I don't wanna burger since those are gross so chicken and fries I guess... and I wanna fucking toy thank you very much."

"If you say the word fuck I think you're too old for a toy..."

"Well fuck you I wanna toy so... bye," he waved a bit before walking to the bathroom.

Ezekiel was annoyed, but ordered it anyways and said that he had a kid at home or something.

As soon as Alex got into the bathroom a said fuck multiple times under his breath, "wE didn't start the fire- fuck. I'm a fUckinG idiot. Why me. How do you dAte," he puffed his cheeks but then just kinda let the air go since he don't know how to do it properly. He went into a stall and peed I don't know men's stuff man. After being an idiot he walked out that door and looked around for Ezekiel, which was sitting at a table since standing is hard.

He looked around for a few seconds before seeing him and walking in his direction. "Hey bitch I'm tired... " he sat down next to him.

"Hey tired I'm bitch."

Alex just kinda stared at him in confusion, since he flipped the words and that made him a confusion.

"Well anyways," he shuffled a bit in his seat, "the food'll be ready in a few minutes so that's cool."

"Yeah... so um... how was... you- do?" he started to sweat.

Ezekiel shook his head and got out his phone, he didn't wanna answer any more questions that were in improper grammar.

"Y-yeah- so um... life yeah?" he laughed awkwardly, "I'm being an idiot aren't I..."

"Ehhhhh, kinda," Ezekiel got off his phone and looked up to him, "it'd be nice if you'd actually talk to me in proper grammar."

"Yeah... haha... sorry about that-"

And then of course the server people interrupted, "order number seventeen! Come get your shit- I mean stuff."

"Fucking hell, gotta go," Ezekiel got up and went to get the food. It was quick though, as in a few seconds he was back with food, putting down Alex's in front of him, "so Alex, how long have you liked me for...? Since well, it couldn't have been a two second decision."

Alex really didn't want to answer that question so he just grabbed his chocolate milk and started drinking it like crazy.

And Ezekiel was annoyed by this, "fine, if you don't wanna answer that... you're really showing how much you actually like me..."

He suddenly stopped with his milk after hearing that and slammed it onto the table, legit almost spitting out his milk, "w-wait I didn't mean to seem rude- I just-... it would weird you out.."

"It's fine if you don't wanna tell me, I get it. People don't like me. They all hate me since I'm edgy and don't like socializing with people. I like writing edgy shit as well with lots and lots of drama. I hate everyone, I carry around a fucking nerf gun and say it's real and point it at people and shit-"

"What-"

"Yeah I'm really dumb, I get it. But I thought you'd at least give me a chance. You seem just as if not even weirder than me and you're the one with standards? Geez, what kinda fucked up world do we live in these days?"

Alex just kinda made super awkward heaving noise type things, "I think you got the wrong idea..."

"Then what's the right idea? That you want me to pay for this shit?"

"No man, I'd pay for it if you want and it's more of the... how do I put this nicely..." he looked down at his hands, trying to think of a way to put litteral stalking and killing multiple people. (I would say being a serial killer but in definition... he has killed them all in the same location so...)

"That you don't like me at all and you're doing this so your attention whore little ass can finally have some dick!? Because I ain't your fucking prostitute!"

"Uhhh... what's a prostitute...?"

"M-my god... how do you... have you read Catcher in the Rye?"

"Who catches ryes...? What is a rye? A type of bread?"

He sighed in disappointment, "you don't even know good literature..."

"I can read."

"Obviously, you could read the menu. Anyways, hey what's your excuse for being a bitch?"

"A bitch...?"

"What? Now do you not know what that means? Stupid stupid bitch."

"No! I know exactly what that means! I-I- why are you talking like this to me!? Aren't I supposed to be your date!? Your boyfriend!?"

Ezekiel took a deep breath, "you're right... even if you don't care-"

"Ezekiel..."

"What now?"

"J-just..." he quickly without warning grabbed his happy meal box and sprinted out the door and into his car.

"Alex! Ugh... I knew it..." he put his food into the bag and carried it with him as he followed him.

Alex slammed the door shut and slouched back in his car. He looked around at his old car, he got it from his grandfather and it showed.

Ezekiel eventually caught up to him, huffing, "y-you- you didn't pay for shit-"

"I'll give you money if you want... I didn't wanna hurt no one."

"It's not about that..." he crossed his arms.

He turned his head to him, "then what is it?" he asked softly.

"... I just wanted a successful date. I just wanted to talk and eat and just have an altogether good time. But I'm not aloud to have that..."

"It'll happen eventually... even if it's not right away. Just wait and it'll happen. Don't force it... even if you really really want to. It's not healthy."

"Says the guy that forces himself to do all types of wacky shit."

He raised an eyebrow, "homework isn't that wacky is it?"

"No it's not but not eating for two days is pretty "wacky" if I say so myself!" he took a deep breath, "Alex, you wanna go home and eat before the food gets cold?"

"But I like it room temperature."

"Okay bud, but letting you know that makes you a disgrace," he leaned back in his seat.

"Why is that?" he asked, turning on the engine and not realizing that Ezekiel was being sarcastic.

Ezekiel kinda just stared at him, judging.

Alex was very confused, "I'm confused..." he said, as he was very very confused.

"I was being sarcastic. You really need to hear that? Can you hear?"

He nodded, "yeah I can hear. I may do sarcasm, but that doesn't mean I'm good at hearing it."

"But how do you-" he ruffled his hair but how it's spikes, "never mind. Let's just get home and talk later."

"Yo-kay," he backed up the car and after a few minutes they were home.

They walked to the dorm together, not talking about many important things, just some basic small talk. The time they spent was quick, yet the journey felt like it took forever. And now they're at the door, and that sounded way too fancy for me.

Alex ran through the door, with food in hand, and went to the couch, since his back sucks and he can't sit in chairs for more than a few minutes without pain.

Ezekiel followed, but he sat at the table like a good Christian boy, "so Alex-"

"Wait a second," he stood up, got himself a plate, a drink and other stuff for food, and came back in the room, "what's up."

"Of course you have to get drunk right now, why can't you be sober with me!? Is there something really annoying that I do that I don't know?"

He slumped down in his seat, pouring a whole shit ton of ketchup all over his food, ew, "nah I'm just that stupid," he put down his food, chugged some booze and then picked up his food and started to eat.

"But you're not stupid Alex... you're smart enough to know how awkward this is and get a way out of it, even if it isn't a good way to."

"It's been twenty one straight years of this, I'm not getting any better, bitch."

"Twenty one years of what? Are you drunk or something?"

He sat up a bit, "not yet but I will be soon. What time is it?"

"About almost eleven- shit we have school tomorrow I gotta go to sleep, also how the fuck???"

He shrugged, "who knows, you go to sleep. I'll put your food in the fridge," he stood up and grabbed his food.

"Okay I guess," he walked into the bathroom, brushing his teeth and stuff like that before going to sleep.

Alex put his food away, then going back to the couch to eat the rest of his food. He ate slowly and in about thirty minutes of him switching channels on the TV he was done. He turned off the TV and blankly stared straight in front of him.

After a while though he stopped and looked at Ezekiel, he was sleeping so peacefully, "maybe I should maybe- kiss him? That's what couples do, right? Kiss, hug and snuggle? I don't know..." he stumbled towards Ezekiel's bed, not taking his eyes off of him. Like a zombie almost. Almost.

He pushed himself onto the bed and before he knew it he was straddling on top of Ezekiel, "oh fuck," he whispered quietly, not wanting to wake Ezekiel up.

Alex inched towards his face but tripped up at some point and knocked into Ezekiel's leg, making his wake slowly, "hey, stop touching me- Alex?" he turned so his back was against the bed, "why are you... were you gonna try and fuck me!?"

"No no no! Not at all! Uh... fuck I'm so drunk... why did I think this was a good idea...?"

He sat up, "okay weirdo, then what did you wanna do?"

"I just... wanted to kiss and cuddle... you were just asleep so..."

You could've just texted me or tapped my shoulder or something, no need to go all horsey style on me."

He backed up, "oh, sorry, should I just... I don't know. I'm being so weird, I don't know what I'm doing I'm rambling again god why am I so stupid-"

Ezekiel grabbed his face and kissed him again because he wanted kisses and he can, "okay now, cuddle me or else."

"Or else what?"

"I don't know, something," he wrapped his arms around him and Alex did the same.

They hugged and stuff until Alex needed to sleep. Alex did his nightly routine and went to sleep. That's it, also what was with that weird monster voice in the old one? It's really bad. The end.