Gavin

Dean was talking to a bunch of women, drinking as his heart wished, with a smile on his face. He was a charmer. Women always preferred him for his bad-boy personality, flirty attitude, and refined behavior was the reason for his popularity. It worked for him. Every day there was a brand new woman in his bed. He did everything he desired with them and didn’t regret forgetting them the next morning, as if they were some worthless shit that he didn’t deserve.

After Celine and I got inter-tangled in a relationship, Dean was the first one to warn me about her. There were several times when he interfered between me and Celine, which one time brought tears to my girlfriend’s eyes. That was a wake-up call for me. That day I drew a fine line between my friend and my girlfriend.

The conversation I had with Dean the following night was very straight. We both wouldn’t ask anything about our personal lives until the other one was eager to share that. That was what we have maintained to this date.