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"what's that even-" vik's question was cut off by someone shouting.

"hey, faggots!" both vik and brandon turned towards the voice, vik in surprise and confusion and brandon in anger. the boy seemed to take a look at brandon and regret what he'd shouted, legs quivering as he glanced behind him. there were more people coming. vik tried not to stare as he noticed one of them was lachlan.

"the punk and his princess, how cute," another boy taunted, and vik could feel the anger radiating off of the person next to him.

vik poked him. "brandon, are you alright?"

there wasn't a response, and the other boys kept saying horrid things, though vik was ignoring them now. however, it was hard to ignore the fact that lachlan was staring at the ground, not joining in. vik wondered why.

"guys, stop. you're being stupid, not gonna lie," lachlan said, and vik couldn't hide his surprise.

"really, lachlan? we're trying to help you!"

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