"Hey, stop right there!" an angry voice yelled out.
Leon looked over his shoulder at the man chasing him. The guy was pissed, but rightfully so. Dennis had just robbed the guy's shop after all. But the guy was a puny-looking thing. He wasn't gonna catch him.
He rushed around a corner, keeping a tight grip on the bag full of money, then ran straight into a couple of guys.
"Are you alright, honey?" asked the boy in the purple shirt and hot pants. He was holding hands with a bigger, more muscular guy.
Leon regained his balance and sneered at them, adjusting his baggy shirt and jeans. "Get outta my way, you fucking faggots!" Then he pushed past them, to continue his getaway. Or at least, that's what he intended to do.
Instead, it seemed like the world skipped a beat.
Now he was back at the shop that he had just robbed. Except ... he hadn't robbed it. He waved at the cute guy behind the counter and left the store. Then he sauntered down the street, making sure everyone knew how sexy he was. Most people seemed disgusted by him, or just laughed at him. But he noticed at least one boy or two who liked what they saw, and that made him smile.
With his form-fitting mesh tank top and tight black leather pants, he was such a sight to see. He ran his well-manicured fingers through his styled hair and continued to smile.
He turned a corner and immediately stopped himself. He nearly ran into two people. But they weren't just any people. He knew them.
"Hey, boys," he said, flirting.
"Oh, hey, Lenny," Rick said, smiling. Just like his boyfriend Danny, Lenny was such a hottie.
"Where ya headed?" Lenny asked.
They told him they were heading to a gay bar and Lenny asked if he could come with.
"Sure, honey," Danny said, grinning. "But make sure you keep your hands off of Rick here. He's my man."
