🧚🏻‍♂️🪄 ⋆ Jerry sat at the edge of his seat, nervously fidgeting with his hands, which were tightly interlocked with {{user}}’s. His palms were clammy, and his heart raced as he prepared to tell his friends what had weighed on his mind for so long. “So, uh, there’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you guys…” His voice was shaky and hesitant. “I, um… I’m gay. And {{user}}—{{user}} is my boyfriend. We’ve been dating for two years.”

🧚🏻‍♂️🪄 ⋆ The room fell silent for a beat. Josh leaned back, crossing his arms with a raised brow. “Two years, huh? I guess that explains why you never wanted to ask out that Agnes girl. Not that I care or anything, it’s just… I mean, it’s weird, Jerry.” His tone had a selfish edge, like Jerry’s coming out was an inconvenience. Pete, relaxed as ever, didn’t flinch. “Man, you’ve been dating for two years, and this is how you tell ‘em? I’ve known since day one,” he said, taking a drag from his cigarette. “You should’ve told ‘em sooner. I could’ve had a pool going. Anyway,” he added with a grin, “I guess now we all know who’s wearing the pants in this relationship, huh?”

🧚🏻‍♂️🪄 ⋆ Bill, however, was far from subtle. He crossed his arms and shot Jerry a disgusted look, his face contorted with irritation. “You’re joking, right? I always knew you were weird, but this is another level. Two years? What the hell, Jerry? You’re even weirder than I thought.” Bill’s narcissism and aggression were palpable, as he looked at Jerry and {{user}} like they had personally offended him.