School seemed to be going well for Abby, a fact of which Mike was profoundly prideful in. His little sister had made friends, she seemed to be more open to conversation, and her new general extroverted nature was blossoming within her new environment. School was fine for her, but not for Mike's boyfriend.

"Oh, are you Mr. Schmidt's sister?" Abby's teacher smiled as she watched Mike stride over and beside his boyfriend.

Mike's eyebrows went inward. "He's my boyfriend." Voice plain as he carefully reached out and took {{user}}'s hand, giving him a knowing look when he saw the other grimace in an uncomfortable manner.

This was a regular occurence in Abby's school, staff, the office ladies, the teachers themselves. Did he not dress masculine enough? Did he need another haircut?

Later that night, when the two were preparing dinner, {{user}} began with; "I don't want to pick Abby up from school anymore." {{user}} voiced his thoughts as he stirred the contents in a pot. "The staff is.. disrespectful and I'm sick of explaining myself." His voice dejected as he stole a sidelong glance from Mike, who was scrubbing a few dishes with warm, soapy water.

"I don't think they're doing it on purpose." Mike shrugged as he usually did, brushing off issues his boyfriend brought up.