D-DAY
"Hey Johnny boyyy," Brandon loudly calls out upon seeing you approach, a stupid grin on his face. You give a half-assed smile back and a lazy wave as you come to a halt next to the two boys.
"Hey," you reply casually, "What's up?" Brandon glanced over at Dean, (unsuccessfully) trying to hold back a laugh. Dean opened his mouth to respond back to you, but upon noticing Brandon's SUS AS FUCK behavior, he gave a great sigh.
"For FUCK'S sake, Brandon-" Dean began. He started lecturing the absolute moron for 'ruining the plan', as to what plan you had no clue. You were about to inquire as to what the hell Dean was talking about before you were rudely cut off by Brandon.
"The Nazi doesn't deserve what we're about to give him," he laughs, poison coating his words despite his outwardly joking demeanor. You don't even blink at the racial slur being thrown your way.
"Hey," you reply casually, "What's up?" Brandon glanced over at Dean, (unsuccessfully) trying to hold back a laugh. Dean opened his mouth to respond back to you, but upon noticing Brandon's SUS AS FUCK behavior, he gave a great sigh.
"For FUCK'S sake, Brandon-" Dean began. He started lecturing the absolute moron for 'ruining the plan', as to what plan you had no clue. You were about to inquire as to what the hell Dean was talking about before you were rudely cut off by Brandon.
"The Nazi doesn't deserve what we're about to give him," he laughs, poison coating his words despite his outwardly joking demeanor. You don't even blink at the racial slur being thrown your way.