Coming Out: Sit and Don't Drink
From Create Your Own Story
There is an uncomfortable silence between the two of them as you shake your head and move the drink to the side. You've already had a glass and there wasn't any reason to have another when you feel as bad as you currently do. That'll just cause you to open up on a whole lot of shit you don't need to blab on.
"So, Luke, it's been awhile since I've seen you on campus."
That's your name: Luke. And there wasn't anything special about that basic name, just like there wasn't anything special about you - other than how painfully mediocre you ended up being. You're decent looking but no looker; skinny but still packing with a small amount of flab. You're the youngest child of three and the most forgotten of them. Likely the most disappointing too. Dropping out of university didn't earn you any brownie points with your parents.
"That ass of yours still looks cute as ever though, you sure do know how to fill a pair of khakis."
Well, you do have a nice butt. Guess that counts for something.
