Frat Boy// Tracob

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Troye walks out of the bathroom just as a clap of thunder sounds throughout the sky. 

He sighs and walks to the main room-aka his bedroom. 

"Oh my god!" he shouts in fear quickly covering his junk as he sees Alex sitting on his bed.

"Why are you in my dorm?" 

"You walk around naked?" 

"Why are you in my dorm?" Troye repeats ignoring Alex's question. 

"I was bored," Alex shrugs. "I thought I'd see if you wanted go out to dinner or something. We haven't hung out in a while." 

"It's storming." 

Alex gives a confused look, "So we can't go out and stuff our faces with tacos?" 

Troye sighs, "I just meant...never mind. Yeah, we can go. Let me get dressed."

"Aw, your butt is so cute!" Alex calls as Troye walks away. 

"Stop it!" 

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Troye and Alex rush inside the restaurant and out of the rain.

They find an empty booth and sit down.

A waitress comes over and hands them each a menu before walking away again. 

"Hey, I gotta talk to you about something," Alex says. 

"What?" 

"So, I know you've been looking for a way to earn more money. Right?" 

Troye nods continuing to look through the menu. 

Alex clears his throat, "What if I told you I found you a job?" 

Troye looks up from the menu at his friend.

Knowing Alex for the passed fifteen years, anything could happen.

"What kind of job?" 

"Well, you know that club down the street from the park?" 

"The strip club?" 

"It's a club." 

"With strippers." 

" Yes, but you won't be around them. You'd be working at the bar." 

"A bartender?" 

"Yeah." 

Troye thinks for a minute before sighing, "Fine. I'll go in to check it out." 

"Great! Um, okay, when you go in, ask for Jeremy. He's already expecting you." 

Troye rolls his eyes, "When?" 

"Tomorrow. 8PM." 

"Okay." 

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Troye walks into the club, loud music and the smell of sweat and alcohol instantly filling his senses.