We Could Be So Good

by Cat Sebastian

For the next few days, Andy is aware of having passed a point of no return, some kind of gay Rubicon.

Pass the salt, and have your attitudes toward jerking me off altered in the past few weeks?

“Gay sex doesn’t have so much in common with bowling. You’d be surprised.”

“Oh yeah. Sure, it’s right over by the— No, I fucking don’t have any Plato in my apartment, for fuck’s sake, Andrew.”

This just killed me haha

If Nick wants flowers, then Andy will fill the apartment with every bouquet and posy and arrangement he can get his hands on. He’ll raid a florist. He’ll break into a funeral home—which, all right, maybe not that.

Nick and Andy live rent free in my head.