Bruce Beckham and Parker Williams (FIC7 P4)

Anyway, we went out, had a good time.

Go on.

We had sex.

What did you do?

Yeah.

So?

So I saw him on 8th Street two days later and he was with some friends and all he did was give me one of these.

So?

So we had sex. He could at least just say hello.

Did you like it or was he just a trick?

Um, I don't know. It was fun. It was alright. Sex was good.

So it was a trick?

I don't want to see him again.

You know what? You're too much. You have such a double standard.

Sex is sex, but there's also the possibility that maybe we have a relationship.

How the hell can you expect them to be able to tell?

I can tell the difference between just sex and I'm interested. Maybe you're giving off the wrong signals.

I don't know. You guys are so fucked up.

Whatever. Are you coming in?

Nah. I have to go have lunch with a friend of mine, David.

Oh, you're going to tea tonight, right?

Yeah, yeah. I'll swing by and pick you up.

Alright, cool. Later.

Bye.

Adrian, about before... - I'm sorry.

No, no, no, I'm sorry. I'm not doing it right. - You don't have to explain.

But Adrian, I'm not... - I know, I know, John.

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