the star of northland
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imsoclueless Senior"Hun, this is a bar. You won't catch any cops working here," Sunday replied, smirking. She paused as she looked over at Elliot and Quinn, looking him up and down for a moment. "Y'all clearly didn't get the dress code memo, did you?"
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Quinn looked down at his clothes. ‘There’s a dress code for a bar?’ he asked, looking back up at Sunday.
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imsoclueless Senior"Kind of," Sunday replied as she opened up a nearby door, grabbing out a bag with clothes in it. "And your clothes? Will not do," she added, smirking as she handed the bag to Elliot. He let go of Quinn's hand for a moment, rifling through the bag and pulling out a rather revealing shirt. He flushed red, shoving the shirt back in. "Are you serious?! I may as well go out there shirtless!"
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Quinn laughed, kissing Elliot’s jaw. ‘I wouldn’t mind seeing you in that~’ he said, smirking. ‘And Sunday, since when did you have a dress code?!’
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imsoclueless SeniorElliot flushed red, leaning against Quinn and burying his face in his chest. "Since forever, dumb---," Sunday replied, rolling her eyes playfully. "It has been a while since you've come by, y'know~" Elliot lifted his head as he continued to rifle through the clothes, pulling out a dress shirt with a very low cut v-neck. "Now, I'd pay to see you in this~" He teased, holding the shirt up to Quinn.
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Quinn rolled his eyes. ‘No,’ he said to Elliot. ‘Absolutely not.’ He looked back at Sunday, shooting her a look. ‘This is seriously the only clothes you have?’
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imsoclueless Senior"Mhm! It's best you do change into it, for the sake of blending in," Sunday replied over Elliot's giggles, giving Quinn with a stern look. "So, you should change."
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Quinn rolled his eyes, sticking his arm in the bag and coming out with the shirt Elliot had pulled out first. He sighed. ‘Alright, fine. Which way’s the bathroom again?’
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imsoclueless Senior"The door just outside the staff entrance," Sunday said, gesturing to the door with bright lights coming from it. Elliot followed Quinn to the bathrooms, his head aching as soon as the loud music hit his ears. "I really don't like this," he muttered, forcing himself to keep his hands on the bag he held.
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Quinn put a hand on his shoulder. ‘Just give it a chance, okay? It’ll be fun. And nobody cares if we start making out in the middle of the bar, so… keep that in mind.’ He winked and walked to the cubicle.
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imsoclueless SeniorElliot flushed red, chuckling as he walked into the stall beside Quinn. He pulled out the clothes and nervously changed out of his, putting on the new outfit. He walked out of the stall a few minutes later, glaring at himself in the mirror across from him. "I look like a slut," he muttered, looking down at himself.
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Quinn came out a few moments later in his new outfit. He looked Elliot up and down, then wrapped his arms around his waist and buried his face in his shoulder. ‘f--- it, you’re so f---ing hot..’
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imsoclueless Senior"Well, I don't like my body, so it's kind of hard to ignore it," Elliot muttered as his face turned red, melting in Quinn's touch. He glanced back at the mirror, sneaking a look at his boyfriend. "You, on the other hand, are the hot one~"
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‘Okay, but I like your body,’ Quinn mumbled, kissing his neck. ‘C’mon, Sunday’s waiting for us,’ he said, smirking as he pulled away and grabbed Elliot’s hand.
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imsoclueless SeniorElliot chuckled as he followed Quinn, taking his hand. He adjusted the shirt uncomfortably for a moment before tensing, preparing for the wave of overstimulation that washed over him when the door opened. He stayed close by Quinn's side, gently yet firmly squeezing his hand.
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