So I am currently talking to a friend about sexuality and
this little snippit of conversation popped into my head. As I need to post to
this blog three times a week and I am far behind in this, I decided to upload
this.
The character’s names are Maurice and Valerius. You can
thank the two closest books to me for that.
Without further ado. Read on
Maurice sat down next to Val on the stair case. The stone
steps were surprisingly warm but it didn’t detract from the worry that the slab
with the crack halfway though it would finally split sending the pair to the
hard cement below.
“Are you ok?” Maurice asked, his left hand making comforting
circles on his friend’s back.
“I’m fine.” Val said; voice surprisingly solid.
“You sure? She didn’t pull any punches.”
Val nodded his head to the right. “I’m good. How about you?
She practically outted you.”
Maurice snorted. “That bitch didn’t do shit. My parents
already suspect but won’t do nothing as I pay a good part of… everything
really.”
A smile graced Val’s face. “Why don’t you just come out to
them?”
Maurice huffed. “Why? Why the hell should I have to tell my
parents I like guys instead of girls? Do straight people sit down with their
parents and say ‘mom, dad, I like girls?’ No. They bring home the girl. Or in,
Trenton’s case, get a girl pregnant and then bring her home.”
Val laughed. “Remind me to be there for that.”
And there is the scene. Hope you enjoyed it.
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