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I didn’t…hate it? There were hot girls here too—and I experienced distress, wondering if now looking at anyone hot would get me horny.
"pretty sure I'm straight" to bi panic in like half a chapter
“Lucy,” I said, all serious. “I think I might be bi.” She stared at me, expectant. The silence stretched on for a long ass time before she finally squinted and said, “Okay, and?” I sputtered. “Good grief, isn’t that enough?” “Oh, sorry,” she said, schooling her face into a look of cartoonish surprise. “Egads! You are a bisexual! We must tell the church.”
I dunno what dumbass nineties comedian started the smear campaign against snuggling, but I’m here to tell you, it fucking rules.
During a lull in the conversation, he caught my eye and missed his mouth with his fork, stabbing himself. “Ow,” he said softly, blushing. Yes. I loved him.
