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7/9/21 18:30 (UTC)Gilly felt a little better now that he was talking about liking boys and talking about his crush on Mick. It made the drummer feel more natural about his feelings with Ziggy whereas before he'd bottled them up all this time. Boys who likes other boys often got beaten up.
"Fuck. That's rough. Weird and me---we didn't know where you two had gone after Ronno ran out of the door. We guessed you'd chased after him but we didn't know some fucking bastards had attacked you. I would have slapped them and kicked them for beating you and Ronno up."
Even though the drummer was shy he had a filthy trashmouth on him and a mean slap and kick. Hurting his band mates was not on. How could anyone attack Ziggy like that? It was fucking wrong.
"At least you've got us to watch your back now. No fucker will attack any of us since we'll all defend each other."
Gilly offered Ziggy a smile as the elevator dinged and he found himself squeezing the singer's arm in support. It must be hard for someone like Ziggy to love Mick and be shrugged off because he wasn't interested. Trying to lighten it slightly as they walked into the elevator, Gilly giggled slightly, blushing once more.
"Have you had dreams about sleeping with Ronno? I sort of have."