“You okay?!” Jacob asked.
“Yeah- nothing that would kill me, just a nosebleed.” Joe shrugged as he pinched his nose. “I have to go to the bar anyway. I’ll grab a napkin and meet you there when you’re done.”
“Okay…Sure…Let me head to the bathroom then and I’ll meet you at the bar.” Jacob responded. “Are you sure you don’t need anything?”
“I already have everything I need right here.” Joe said, poking Jacob in the sternum. “And maybe another drink, but let me grab us some while I’m at the bar.”
“Okay…If you insist.” Jacob responded.
“I do. Just don’t have too much fun in there.” Joe responded. Jacob chuckled as they parted ways and rushed to the washroom.
17
Corretto.
The washroom was dark but shockingly not crowded. Of course there was a small group of partiers in the first stall, and likely a couple in the third stall, but the urinals were deserted. After he was done, he went to wash his hands when he looked up to see a familiar and unexpected face.
“Thomas?” Jacob asked. He was dressed unlike he had ever seen him before. For someone so normally awkward and mismatched he was wearing a form fitting, perfectly coordinated outfit. If Jacob didn’t know better he’d swear he looked…homosexual?
“Hey! I saw that you were in here so I figured I’d come in and join you.”
Thomas smiled. It felt awkward.
“You- how did you know I was here?” Jacob asked.
“It’s on your phone.” Thomas shook his head with a low chuckle.
“What do you think of my outfit?”
“It’s…very tight.” Jacob responded. “What are you doing here Thomas?
This isn’t exactly your kind of scene.”
“Why? Because it’s gay?” He sneered.
“Exactly.”
“Well…I guess I just wanted to fit in.” Thomas responded. “Do you
think I look good?”
“I mean…you look…” Jacob took it all in. It was a very tight outfit. “It’s
a very tight outfit Thomas.”
“I know. Breathing is hard.” He said as he tried to catch his breath.
“Look- Jacob- I’m actually here for you.”
“What do you mean?” Jacob could feel the hairs on his neck stand up. “I mean I’m here for you.” Thomas responded. “I love you Jacob.” “I- What?” Jacob blinked.
“I mean we’ve been friends for so long and now we’re both in the same
place. I’m wearing this and I wanted- no I needed to tell you- I love you.
I want to be with you!” Jacob stumbled back.
“Thomas…you’re straight!” Jacob responded.
