Chapter 10Cato
Oh God oh God oh GOD! He was meeting Roy’s parents! Panic!
“Roy,” he wheezed. Then he couldn’t think how to phrase his anxieties. He couldn’t say he was dressed wrong because he’d worn Roy’s boring respectable clothes, which Roy had considerately laundered and ironed for him. He couldn’t say he was shy because Roy had known him for over two years. He couldn’t say he was afraid of making a bad impression on Roy’s parents because that would be far too revealing.
Finally, Cato offered, “Are you sure you can handle the embarrassment? You’ve had a rough weekend.”
“What embarrassment?” Roy got out of the car and came around to open Cato’s door, like that was a normal RA thing.
“You know. Me being, um, extra.”
“Extra what?” Roy asked distractedly, looking both ways as they cr
