Damn it, he should've been off with Meryl or some warm bodied broad to spend a night with. Instead he was sitting next to you and shakily exhaling as fought the colour from his cheeks. You were handsome. Simple. And that single thought in his head managed to get him feeling confused about himself. Cursing quietly and rubbing the bridge of his nose, sighing as he mulled over his emotions. Attempting to sort out his options before eventually stating quietly: "I wish you were a girl."