19/02/2026 11:29

---

I think Caleb enjoyed it, and Noah, well, he shrugged. His lips touched mine, and the door vanished. I am drunk, and the bartender says I need a ride. In fact, it seemed to make a lot of sense, but inside, it felt hard.

I did my best not to look at Richard. That hadn't been his name, anymore than Damian had been mine, ours, his. When I tell you to, if I tell you to, touch me, and you'll know what I know. If you weren't ashamed of it, then you'd just tell me.