Layla and this guy were hitting it off. Patrick hated this, not that he was into her. He liked men if he was honest, but to most people he was bi. This left all the possibilities open in peoples minds.
He liked Layla and his time so and he was imagining if they were dating she’d go there he’d come here and they’d never be alone. He reminded himself to relax it was turning into a party. Some other friends were meant to come and then they’d go out somewhere.
Also his buzz was just starting to take off. He took a big chug. Oh yeah he thought.
“So Pat you what do you think about matcha?”
“ uh it’s fine I guess.” Pats cheeks flushed either from alcohol or was he nervous. His frat boy demeanour has weirdly went. He looked more like a small boy without his mom.
“You good man?”
“Huh yeah just should eat something. You got any chips or something. Get like this sometimes.”
He liked Layla and his time so and he was imagining if they were dating she’d go there he’d come here and they’d never be alone. He reminded himself to relax it was turning into a party. Some other friends were meant to come and then they’d go out somewhere.
Also his buzz was just starting to take off. He took a big chug. Oh yeah he thought.
“So Pat you what do you think about matcha?”
“ uh it’s fine I guess.” Pats cheeks flushed either from alcohol or was he nervous. His frat boy demeanour has weirdly went. He looked more like a small boy without his mom.
“You good man?”
“Huh yeah just should eat something. You got any chips or something. Get like this sometimes.”
