Brian Wilson slowly made his way onto the gay pride float, his shirtless body draped in a layer of cocaine. He held two cheeseburgers in each hand, and looked around at the crowd with a hopeful smile.
But before he could take two steps forward, the crowd had already begun to jeer, pointing and laughing at the overweight, unkempt figure before them. Some even began throwing objects in his direction, a bottle hitting him in the back of the head.
Brian cringed and dropped the cheeseburgers to the floor, feeling his stomach knot up. He could feel the hot tears beginning to form in his eyes, but he fought them back, determined not to show his shame in front of the entire parade.
Mike Love, who had been watching from afar, chuckled and pointed at Brian. "Looks like you don't fit in here, fatty!" From afar, Mike Love watched the scene unfold. He felt a wave of satisfaction as he watched his former bandmate be humiliated by the crowd, and he smirked to himself as he walked away.
Brian closed his eyes and took a deep breath, vowing never to be so naive and trusting ever again. He eventually made his way off the float, and silently slipped away.