"Thanks for finding a moment for me. You don't even know how much I appreciate it," sighed David. Philip tossed him a can of low-proof pear-flavored beer and opened his own can. The drink passed for girly, but it was too early for normal beer. Not only would his parents make a ruckus, but for several more hours neither of them would be able to drive because of alcohol, and either of them might have had the urge. Sitting on his bed, however, David looked like he was in desperate need of some alcoholic percentages.
"No problem," Philip sat down across the desk but turned his chair so he could see his cousin. "You look like shit. What's wrong?"
Waiting for David's answer, he drank some beer.
"Have you ever thought about getting… you know, with a man?"
The beer he had in his mouth turned into a showy mist outside his mouth.
"Wait, what?" he asked coughing.
"So you didn't?"
"I didn't say that! But why do you ask? Did you...?"
"Just don't laugh at me, okay?"
