Mark and Alek just finished getting ready for a meeting in the queer club, unbeknownst to their brother. Jami walks in with arms crossed, "Where are you two going?" Mark looks up and shrugs, "Football practice." Alek nods, picking up his case as he speaks, "I have jazz band." Jami loosens up and sighs, "Alright. As long as you're back by dinner, Dad's cooking again." Mark and Alek nod in acknowledgment. (You continue the story in your own way)
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