The Art of Life and Love: The First Spark
"And if... this is just because yer curious, I- why choose me for a hookup? I'm just some dumbass sixteen year old that's sick in the head."
"Shh shh shh. Dill, stop it and take a deep breath. I'm not one that would do somethin' like this if I only wanted to keep you around. No, if I wasn't into it, I'd be dead honest. You know that. I'd still be yer best friend... you know that too, man. And you are NOT a conquest Dillon, don't ever think that, and if yer sick in the head, then so am I, I guess, heheh." Tony smiled and put his hand on his shoulder. "I mean, yer sixteen, so it's not exactly orthodox of me to be into you either. Although, it ain't like I'm some fifty year old mackin' on ya."
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