Gay Boyfriend Prompt

“You’re breaking up with me?” She asked with a broken heart.
“What part of ‘should see other people’ can’t you comprehend, Marissa?”
She hung up the phone, seething with rage and pain. She threw the phone onto her bed and cried; what wasn’t she doing correctly? The phone rang, and she ignored it. Again and again the anonymous caller tried to reach her. After the fifth time, she picked it up.
“Go awaaaayyy Chad-”
“Hi- ooh, so that’s why you didn’t pick up the first, like, billion times I called.” Marissa felt her spirits rising, for it was Max, her best friend.
“O-my-God Max.” she said with relief.
“So tell me, what did he do this time.”
“Well he cheated on me again-”
“-again-”
“And- yeah, again! Anyways, I called him and was like ‘so who’s Summer’ and he was like ‘if you’re gonna be like that, we should see other people,’ so then I was like-”
“Sweetheart, don’t worry about him, because I called you with fabulous news.”
“Oh?” Marissa was already smiling.
“You. Me. Annnnnnd the new Spring line at the mall.”
“Jesus, Maxxi, you’re just too cool!”
“I know~” he said with a happy tune.
“See you there, faggot-” She hung up as Max laughed.
Max was openly gay, and Marissa knew it; it bothered her none.

Max had taken Marissa to their favourite stores at the Megaplux Mall. While they drank their smoothes, Max continued to listen to Marissa’s post-breakup rant.
“So that’s, like, the 8th boyfriend to cheat on me and the break up with me. Ew, they gave me strawberry.”
“I got blueberry, wanna trade?”
“Psh, do I?”
They swapped drinks.
“I’ve been telling you for, like, a billion years that YOU need to break up with THEM when THEY cheat on YOU, have I not?”
“Nice emphasis.” She giggled.
“Yeah, well, I try.” Marissa gave a deep sigh.
“I just… I dunno, I feel like I’m the issue.”
“Oh shut up~ You are SO not the issue.”
“Really? You think?”
“Yes, I think often, but I’m telling you that I think that you need to break up with them.” Marissa laughed again. “What?”
“I dunno, you always make me laugh.”
“Wellll, what can I say?”
“That you’re freaking awesome?”
“That could work.” Marissa watched a couple walk by.
“Be strong, girlfriend, you’ll find a worthy male sometime.” She smiled to herself.
“Psh, you should just date me.”
“I’m gay, honey.”
“Yeah, you’re hot for studs, but I mean we should totally go out.” Of course, she was kidding, and Max knew it.
“Psh I ain’t holding your lady-hands. I need a man!”
“I’m a wo-man!”
“Woah man~ Ok, ok, we should go to prom together.”
“What about Chase?”
“He can go with my sister.”
“Isn’t your sister, like, 20?”
“Yup. C’mon, let’s go egg Chad’s house.”
“You’re so totally my favourite fag.”