Okay, Jonathan decided not to chase him further on the offer, thank god. He was even pretty polite about it, saying that he hoped he enjoyed his meal. Ben let out a Thanks, but didnt say anything more than that. Hopefully now they would go away and leave him to himself. Thatd be nice. He could order his meal and then go to table seventeen, eat, and maybe hit the arcades after that. He knew that with Jonathan there he wasnt going to go bowling, but that seemed like a good enough plan. He could have fun, and hed hopefully forget about Jonathan being here.
And then Darius mocked him, and Ben very almost clenched his fist in response. How was wanting to eat something first something to be made fun of? If he was mocking Bens feelings towards Jonathan then he could get fucked. He just plain didnt like Jonathan, how hard was that to get? He was a faggot, associated with faggots, and he just got under his skin in a way that most people didnt. He almost walked out of the bowling court then and there; Darius could just plain get fucked and he didnt want to be anywhere near him.
Wait, no, calm down. Take a deep breath. He wanted to have fun tonight, and just because two intruders had come in didnt mean that he had to cancel it. He focused his mind on the line, blocked the other two out. If he ate now before going to the arcades he could avoid them. Yeah, good plan. Just focus on the good stuff and let the bad stuff go away.
And that was what he did. He ordered, ate, and messed around a bit in the arcades before going home.
((Ben Fields, continued in Sam's Town