Ana flushed a little when Brutus led her hand to his cock, trying not to look down at his lap because then it would be way too obvious that she was touching... it. "Musicals are amazing," she told him. "There are rock musicals, you know. If you're going to be in choir you shouldn't call things faggy."
Xavier snorted, rubbing his shin under the table as he watched Brutus and Ana. "Don't mind him," he said. "He just calls everything faggy. He doesn't mean anything by it. He's friends with me and he has gay dads. He's plenty gay-friendly."
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