Chapter Three: They Meet
Just down the street a car jumps as Fluff and his blonde brother walk outside. They've changed and are now dressed in matching black, leather, pants and open white button-down shirts. Fluff is the only one with a shirt on under his open button down shirt.
"You look good with blonde hair, Bro." he said rubbing his blonde locks.
"Thanks most men enjoy the company of blondes over my natural hair color." The blonde smiles at Fluff and hugs him.
"Bro," he says politely as he pushes his brother off," I don't mind you being gay… just don't be gay toward me. Okay?" The blonde knobs and looks over at the curb.
He walks toward the curb yelling," Hey, Buddy, can I help you?" He takes the French guys arm, he is talking in French," its okay… calm down, Frenchy." He leans his head against Frenchys and whispers something the man can't hear. Suddenly he kisses Frenchy and walks toward the car.
"What do you think your doing scaring Frenchy like that?" he yells at the man in the car. "Hello!" he yells as he roughly knocks on the window.
The window rolls down revealing a finally dressed man behind the wheel.
"I-I'm sorry." He stammers. "Could you direct me to the Beverly Regous Inn?"
The blonde looked at the man and his muscular build, long black hair, dazzling eyes, and moist, delicate, lips before running up the hill.
