"Can I ask you something?" I turned to Joe, as we sat, watching the glowing garden. Joe had pretty much drunk the whole bottle of wine, though there wasn't much left. Jackson was gone to get more, while Seth rushed to get Joe's meds, which they both forgot.
Now it was just me and drunk Joe.
"Shoot," he said.
"Why do you not like going out?" I eyed him sideways, watching his reaction. His expression faltered for a moment before he turned to me. He turned serious for once and sighed, running his fingers through his long blonde hair.
"I thought it was obvious," he said quietly. I didn't understand what he meant. And also I wasn't sure how to go on with this conversation. "I don't want to be an embarrassment in public," he looked down and I can detect sadness.
"How long have you two be
