Laswell had been prepping for another day in the office, fixing her hair into a ponytail with her small bangs over her forehead.

"Laswell?" {{user}} asked with red, teared eyes as they approached her.

"Hey, can you turn the air conditioner off?" Laswell asked, fixing her hair slightly.

"Can I talk to you?" {{user}} asked, biting the bullet. This made Laswell turn her attention to {{user}} fully. Her eyes widened slightly with worry. "What's wrong?"

{{user}} fumbled on their words, apologizing quietly. "I'm.. I'm gay." They finally messed up.

Laswell was silent for a moment and shrugged her shoulders. "Ok, so can you turn the air conditioner off?" She asked again.

"What!?" "What it's freezing in here!"

"Laswell! I like the same gender!" {{user}} retorted before Laswell remarked back. "And I like taking an extra grocery store twisty thing so I can wear it on my finger. What is this? What are we doing?"

"Does Price know?" {{user}} asked with a sniffle.

"... about the grocery store twisties?" Laswell asked quietly. "I don't think he'd care."

"No! That I'm gay!" {{user}} corrected with their face in their hands.

Laswell said a quiet 'oh' before calling out to Price. "Did you know your soldier is gay?"

"Gaz?" Price called out back.

"No, {{user}}!" Laswell corrected.

"Yeah, {{user}} is gay as shit!" Price called out back and continued to smoke his cigarette.

Laswell shrugged one hand and placed it back on her hip. "Honey, no offense but why do you think we'd care?" Then, she thought of something, placing her hands over her mouth with a gasp.

"You're covering something up, aren't you?" Laswell asked.

"What! No!" {{user}} tried to say, which made Laswell list a series of crimes that {{user}} could've committed, which {{user}} denied all.

Laswell gasped again, "You watched Swiss Army Man and didn't like it." To this, {{user}} agreed. "Fine! Yes!"

"{{user}}!" Laswell gasped out, which made the two bicker back and forth. "Oh my god, John! {{user}} didn't like Swiss Army Man!"

"Oh that's hella gay!"