We ate at a Pizza Hut just a little distance away from the trains. I wasn't going back to the residence. I was spending the night with George today. Maxwell kept talking as he devoured food, and I kept sending Xander apologetic looks anytime he got teased by his boyfriend.
"You're published now, aren't you?" I asked, remembering that he had turned a few of his mother's comic books into novels. He smiled at me, nodding his head as he sat up straight on his seat.
"Yeah, the books are doing really well—"
"Really well? Jesus Christ, Xander, they're best sellers!" Maxwell said, cutting his boyfriend off. He was grinning from ear to ear. He seemed very proud of Xander, and it was nice to see that the two of them still had a very close relationship.
"Hey," Maxwell said, turning his attention
