Page 107 of The Penalty

“Cool. Me too,” Osha lifts his beer to cheers me.

“Fuck yeah. Boyfriend bros.”

Lancelot lifts his cup too. “I don’t have a boyfriend but I’m not opposed.” He shrugs, but even drunk, I can tell he’s trying not to be awkward about it. “Still figuring it out, you know?”

“Aww so precious.” Osha pats Lancelot’s cheek.

“Fuck off.” Lancelot shoves Osha, who stumbles into a table. “Why do they call you Osha, by the way? It has nothing to do with your actual name.”

He gets a devilish smile on his face and wags his eyebrows. “Because I am a walking OSHA violation.”

Lancelot looks at him for a second, like he’s thinking really hard. “Did you ever go to camp in Montreal?”

A huge, shit eating grin takes over his face now. “Why yes, yes I did.”

“So it was you who stole the Zamboni and drove it out onto a frozen lake?”

“First of all, it was a pond so it was frozen solid, and yes.”

Me and Lancelot start laughing while Osha stands there with pride.

“That was one of my finer moments. I did get kicked out of camp though, because my roommate tattled on me.” He shrugs. “I also tend to climb the boards. It was written into my contract here that I don’t do it.”

Osha is about as big as I am, known for being a bruiser, and quick to start fights. I like him.

My phone buzzes in my hand and I turn to look at it.

Breeder: Owen keeps messaging me. Has Colin or Isaac said anything to you?

Breeder: It kinda feels like they are trying to double team us.

My Glory Hole: they better not b double teaming us! we r only fucking each other. ‘member?

Breeder: Like on the ice, not in bed.

My Glory Hole: do u want me 2 talk 2 them

Breeder: Absolutely not.

My Glory Hole: y

Breeder: You’re drunk.

My Glory Hole: it makes my skills better watch

Breeder: I can’t watch I’m not there.

“Excuse me, my brothers in dick, I have to take care of something.” I find a quieter spot in a corner and pull up Colin’s contact. My phone buzzes with incoming texts from Rhys, but I don’t open them. I’m on a mission.

“Hey,” a girly voice says, way too close to my ear.

I jerk away but look at her. “Yeah?”

“How come you’re all alone over here? No one catching your eye?” She drags a finger down my arm and I pull that away from her too.

“Nope.” I lift my phone. “I gotta do this.”

Teddy: wuts ur problem

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