The Bitches gathered around the bar, enthralled by Efrain's pixelated face staring back at them.
"How did this creep even get your picture?" Braden asked.
"Who knows," Efrain said, disturbed that someone was passing themself off as him.
"Could've been any number way of ways," Tristan said, topping everyone's vodka cranberries.
"Gay.com," said Jaison.
"Manhunt," said Braden.
"Adam4Adam," said Tristan.
"Scruff," said Braden.
"Ay! Enough!" Efrain protested. "I'm not that much of a cyber slut."
"Has he responded at all?" asked Braden.
"He asked if I liked the pic," said Tristan. "I said he was just ok."
"Just ok?!" Efrain pouted, slapping Tristan. "Mira, that's my face. Just ok?!"
"Well, it's not like he's going to meet him," Jaison laughed. The Bitches kept staring at Tristan's phone. "Right?"
"What if we did, though?" Braden schemed. "What if... we make this guy think Tristan's interested... have him meet up... and confront him, with Efrain in tow?"
"Ooh drama!" Jaison squealed.
"I dunno, girl," Tristan said. "That shit could get tricky."
"Oh you mean like that
guido Jersey Shore lookin motherfucker that fucked you and robbed you?" Jaison asked. "Cuz that trick was the trickiest."
"I don't like this piece of shit going around, telling everyone he's me," Efrain said. "Who knows what people be thinking of me now."
"This is just simply too juicy to let go of," Braden said, shifting a challenging sideways glance at Tristan. "What do you say, Veronica Mars? You up for the challenge?"
Tristan looked at his Bitches, sighed, and picked up his phone. "Hey," he messaged JacksonMaxium AKA guy using Efrain's picture.
After a moment, came the reply:
"Sup."
###
Just joining us? Catch up here:
Volume 1 -
Week
One, Week
Two, Week
Three, Week
Four, Week
Five
Volume 2 -
Week
One, Week
Two, Week
Three, Week
Four, Week
Five
Volume 3 -
Week
One, Week
Two, Week
Three, Week
Four, Week
Five
Volume 4 -
Week
One, Week
Two, Week
Three, Week
Four, Week
Five
Volume 5 -
Week
One, Week
Two, Week
Three, Week
Four, Week
Five
###