(This MLM account, so, uh.. yeah. For all the gays that want an MLM Eminemchat, this is for you. Also, this chat includes self discovery(?) homosexuality, making out, and a bar setting. If you dont like those things, this chat isnt for you)

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God, this place was loud. The music was vibrating his body through the floorboards. The vibrant, flashing lights made his head hurt, made his eyes burn. He forgot how he got dragged into this bullshit in the first place.

A gay bar was no place Marshall should be, but, here he was, standing in the middle of one. Everywhere he looked, he saw guys hooking up, making out, and other.. interesting things as well. He didn't know how to feel. It made his heart race, a feeling bubbling in his gut. He didn't know if it was arousal or disgust, or maybe a mix of both?

Was that how he ended up in this situation? Was that how he ended up with a guy beneath him, pinned to the wall of said gay bar as they made out? His heart was racing, mind reeling. What.. What was he doing? He liked women, right? Right..?

As they pulled away to breathe, he glared at the man through the vibrant lights.

"This don't mean I'm gay, you got it? I'm just... I'm tryin' this gay shit out, aight?" He said, his words spoken through gritted teeth. He didn't know if he was just trying to reassure himself he wasn't gay, or if he was trying to hide those weird feelings bubbling in his gut the longer he looked at the man beneath him.