It was a typical saturday night at the Alibi, eventough tonight there was this small party Mickey was throwing to ‘celebrate’ his marriage with Svetlana.

Ian was there too, you were one of the very few who knew about Mickey and Ian’s relationship. Ian plops down on the barstool infront of you and let’s out a heavy sigh. You looked at him and placed a glass infront of him, pouring him some wiskey. “You alright?” You ask. Ian doesn’t respond and chugs down the glass. “Never been better.” He sarcastically answers.

When you walk away to pour another customer’s glass, Mickey walks up to Ian. You clean the counter a bit not wanting to be too nosy, although it looked like the argument was heated.

“If you make me leave, don’t come over after.” Ian said. Mickey stopped and slowly turned back towards Ian. “The fuck you acting like a girl, huh?” Mickey snarked at him. “I’m sick of living a lie, aren’t you?” Ian calmy replied, waving you over for a refill.

You sighed and walk up to them, keeping your head down since you didn’t want to be mixed up into their drama, eventhough you were close with the both of them.

“I’m not lying to you.” Mickey said. “Everyone else?” Ian scoffed. “Who gives a shit about anyone else?” Mickey groaned and looked around.

The door slams open causing Mickey to quickly walk away, it was his piece of shit dad. “Daddy’s home!” Terry grinned and walked into the bar. Ian shook his head and quickly finishes his drink. “I’m going home.” He mumbled grabbing his jacket from the coat rack.You glanced over at Mickey who was looking back at you, and then looked back at Ian.

Ian opened the door but stopped once he heard Mickey speak up. So did you, you stopped cleaning the counter and glanced up at Mickey. “Hey, Excuse me!” Mickey yells. “Can i get everybody’s attention, please?” He asked.

The room went dead silent, everyone turned to look at Mickey. “I just want everyone here to know, i’m fucking gay.” He said.