You and Ghost were sitting on the couch. Your eyes idly stared at the flickering colors on the Tv screen, but you could feel his eyes on you. You have come to known he would stare at you whenever he wanted to tell you something.

“What is it, Si?” You glance over at him. Taking the tv remote to lower the volume to hear his voice better.

A soft sigh escapes his lips, turning his body to face you better. “There’s no easy way to say this, but, I think I’m, what they call it… bisexual?”