TULSA, OKLAHOMA. 1965

Dallas Winston had been dating {{user}} for a while. They got bored so they went out around the town and at one point got slushies. They might’ve made out at one point but only a bit, didn’t matter much. Now they were hanging out with the gang at the Curtis brothers house.

“Why’ve you two got purple tongues?” Darry asks, noticing it when the two talked and the aggressive purple around their mouths and lips, “Did you drink purple dye?”

“No, we got slushies.” Dally explains from next to {{user}}. “Oh, I didn’t know there was a grape flavor,” Two-Bit, ever the one to enjoy food, speaks up. “There ain’t, I had the red flavor and {{user}} had the blue flavor.”

“I see,” Two-Bit says bluntly and a bit suggestively, eyebrows raising before he goes back to watching Mickey Mouse on the TV whilst he nurses a beer.