Make Me
"I don't even wanna think about that."
We came to a stop outside one of our favourite little cafés, deciding that we'd eat there today. After placing our orders at the counter, we found some seats, settling back into our conversation.
"So Al," Conner began. "What's he like?"
"What's who like?" I asked, once again not following.
"Don't act dumb," he joked. "You obviously slept with him last night."
"Why would I sleep with Mr Gray?"
"I was talking about Nate, but I guess my instincts could be wrong."
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