After being released from the hospital things went back to their normal flow. Angel went back to working at the shitty place that he hated, it was a small store and it was extremely boring to work at. One co-worker talked his ear off and attempted to flirt with him in an awkward way that made the man want to blurt out that he wasn't interested in females, but he always held it in his throat. There were worse people, but she was up on the top five list of people he didn't enjoy working with.<br/><br/>His roommates were still loud and annoying slobs, most hadn't really noticed that he was at the hospital. They would look at him, ask where he had been, and then ask a million questions about what had happened. Well, he got the shit beaten out of him by a drunk buffoon outside of a local bar, and that little tale didn't make them like him much more. It made him seem weak and pathetic in their eyes.<br/><br/>Tonight, however, was going to be a fun night out with his best friend Liam and a few other friends. Being the youngest in the group wasn't the best, but one of Liam's friends scored him a fake ID so that they could go to the local bar. It was actually three bars in one massive building that held the 'straight bar', 'lesbian bar', and 'gay bar'. Angel was a known gay by his friends, so of course, they'd all go into there and have a few drinks with them, even if most were straight as a board.<br/><br/>Getting into the bar wasn't as hard as Angel would have thought, a quick flash of a fake ID and he was in. His friends had smug smirks and kept making little remarks here and there. Liam, who was his closest friend and the most sexual man on the planet gave a large slap to the younger man's back. "Alright Angel, go smooth talk your way into one of these guys pants," Liam said boldly.<br/><br/>Angel felt heat pool in his cheeks as he looked around a bit nervously, he was underage, eighteen, and didn't know if he should even try to do that. "Fine," He said, and decided to not even think about it. The first man he spotted was at the bar, and there was even an empty seat right next to him. Perfect. He had a nice ass and beautiful looking hair, so why not give him a shot.<br/><br/>Taking a seat directly next to the mystery man he ordered a bear, Angel didn't let himself get anxious and just blurted out the first thing that came to mind. "Is the front as good as the back?" His voice held confidence, though he wasn't sure if that was a good line. He knew Liam would be surprised that he even agreed to do this, but here he was, and there was no turning back now. A beer was slid down to him and he took a small sip, alcohol wasn't new to him, it was just the environment.