It’s not everyday your best friend loses his virginity.
Why didn"t you tell me sooner?
Well I’m not busy anymore. Tell me everything.
When?
And what happened next is for me alone to know.
It happened two weeks ago. Our teacher dismissed us early so I was walking in the parking lot looking for my driver. It was already dark and only a few cars were left. Well, one of the cars was his. He smiled at me and asked me what time it was.
And?
Patrick jokingly raise his fork and hurriedly lowered it as Mark passed by.
Tell me or I’ll stab you with this.
He looks conscious. Maybe hesuspects you’ve told me.
Please. Don’t do this to me. Tell me. I have to know. I won’t be able to sleep,
I’m so happy for you.
I know some guys who are like that. Once something has happened between you, they suddenly feel awkward when you’re around. Eventually you end up avoiding each other.
I remember all those times we sat here eating cake and talking about your to-die-for classmate Mark. Mark and his cologne, Mark and his new cologne, Mark and his crew cut, Mark and his burnt-out cigarette butt.
But, Is it really true that you took puffs from his cigarette butt?
Boy, am I glad those days are over.
My ears went red and I nodded.
Whatever he touches, he leaves an essence. When I take a puff from his cigarette butt, our essences meld. We become one. It’s like we’ve shared something. Like a bond.
At least you don’t have to do that anymore.
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