“Shit I’m sorry. I told myself to not flirt with you. When I get a little drunk, I do dumb shit. Sorry man. So sorry. Barry’s gonna kill me again for flirting with his roommate….”
“Woah woah dude, don’t be apologizing.”
“…What what?”
Paul opens his jacket and grins. “Seems you been getting my signals.”
Both of my eyebrows went up. “Holy shit we got a real Clark Kent on our hands! YOU’RE gay?”
“Gold star.”
My jaw dropped. “…Wow.”
“Yeah.”
“I had no idea.”
“I see that.”
I considered this information. “So uh do you wanna like…?” I pointed a thumb over my shoulder.
“Fuck, yeah bro. Balls are blue over here.”
“Yeah shit man, I’ll race you to the bedroom.”
“You’re on!”

Ten minutes later, Barry comes home from his errand to the liquor store. Barry pauses. Barry hears things. Barry mutters a “finally” and leaves to go get coffee.

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