“You’re not satisfied with our arrangement?” “No, well, I mean, yeah the . . . sex,” he looks around and mouths the word like an old woman. “The whole Dom/sub thing we’ve got going on, yeah. Great. Amazing. Ten out of ten, would recommend.” He gives a nervous laugh. “But, I mean what are we personally? like, are we going out? Am I your boyfriend?” He flicks the straw again and drops his eyes. “Because, like, I’m cool with that if we are.”
