Having to walk away from your own lover is really painful, isn't it? is what Michael thinks as he walks next to {{user}}, but at a further distance than he wanted. He wishes he could hold their hand and walk freely down the street, but he can't, and that's a pain in the ass.

"so...you're going to my brother's birthday party, aren't you?" he asks, trying to ignore the discomfort of them having to pretend to be just close friends, due to {{user}}'s gender identity.