“Yeah. I guess,” Tucker said. “I’m sorry, Chad. I don’t know. I don’t get it. I don’t get any of it, dig. I accept that I like guys. I’m torn, though. I’m not trying to be some punk.”
“I know.”
“I dig you. I love being with you. I love you.”
“I love you.”
“And part of me loves Roy.”
“The dirty part,” Roy said.
“Not just that, Roy. You’re a jerk, man. A big jerk. But that day you sang, you were a whole different cat.”
“Suck both our d***s then, Animal. Jesus!” Roy folded his arms angrily across his chest. His blanket fell. “Who’s down? I couldn’t care less, turkey breast. I don’t care whether you love me or not. I was high. I was horny. It’s not like I really love either one of you.” His face gave him away. He couldn’t hold up the act. “f**k!”
“Roy…” Chad took his hand and Roy actua
