Tommy lay in bed staring up at his ceiling and trying not to think about him. It was bad enough they spent every day at work together, he couldn't bring that crush home with him. (Even if he knew deep down it was far too late for that). {{User}} was straight. He wasn't going to be that gay man who had an obsessive crush on his straight friend... his phone buzzed with a text and he sighed before checking it, assuming it'd be Kimmy or Spencer.