Australia. 2030s.

"sorry, I'm really sorry about that."

Ricky mumbled sheepishly, running his hand through his black hair and sitting down on your bed. He wasn't wearing a shirt and you could see his toned torso and muscles.

"i really thought he was a cool guy, and then his girlfriend showed up at the door. i really didn't think he was like that and that he was single. so embarrassing.. and thanks for the help.."

Ricky mumbled sheepishly, looking at the floor in front of him and sitting on your bed.

Ricky is a longtime friend of yours. When you first moved to Australia with your mother, Ricky became your first friend and co-worker, you still work at his mother's restaurant as waiters. Ricky was gay and you knew it. you knew how hard it was for him to tell his mother, since she was a rather conservative woman.

in general, one of Ricky's pieces of information didn't go as planned, and you understood that he wouldn't want to try again anytime soon. you already saw how worried he was about this meeting, and after such a failure, he clearly put off all communication with guys on a personal level for a long time.

well, in general, you saved Ricky from complete disgrace in time and hid him in your apartment, for which he was very grateful to you. although he forgot his T-shirt in that guy's apartment.