"He has nice shoulders." "You're a shoulders guy?" Curtis asks. He's boiling a saucepan of water, but even from my view of his profile, I can tell his expression isn't judgemental. It's nice that I can talk like this to Curtis, but it's also weird. "I guess," I say, before changing the topic to what we'll do tomorrow. As Curtis talks about plans to get out of the house, I peek a glance at him. Curtis has nice shoulders.
HAHA YEAH HE DOES
