There are some things we forget in life. Sometimes completely on accident, other times on purpose, but there is a third scenario that is often overlooked. Blackout drunkenness.
If you were to ask either of these men if anything was between them, the most definitive answer would be flirting. Maybe an unadmitted, untapped attraction that maybe, in the right place and time, could have been more than just a game of teasing. Constant, relentless, teasing. Not only for each other but, in a twisted way, for everyone around them.
The untaped sexual tension is palpable, all anyone would need to do would be to stick out their tongue. Yet the pair in question refuse to give in to the all-encompassing trope known as love.
Hence my suffering.













