Deathskull Bombshell
“Parker said from his old flannel-lined sleeping bag on the floor. A few feet away, Nick lay in another sleeping bag, curled up like a fat caterpillar.
Even though they lived together, they always had the same argument about where to sleep. Neither of them wanted to be the asshole who slept in the bed while the other one had to sleep on the floor. And they both had twin mattresses. Sleeping in the same bed was impossible. It always ended with both of them on the floor. Separate sleeping bags. Li...ke one of those old-school television sitcoms where nobody fucks.
He felt like an old maid.
They’d slept a dozen places together over the years. Couches, floors, tents, even in the back of a pick-up truck a few times back when Parker and his dad were fighting.
But they’d never fucked, not once.
At least Nick kept his bedroom floor clean.
One of the perks of having a boyfriend with OCD. And it wasn’t like they’d never made out. At least there was that.
“I can’t believe you tried to win a date with her,”MoreLess
Even though they lived together, they always had the same argument about where to sleep. Neither of them wanted to be the asshole who slept in the bed while the other one had to sleep on the floor. And they both had twin mattresses. Sleeping in the same bed was impossible. It always ended with both of them on the floor. Separate sleeping bags. Li...ke one of those old-school television sitcoms where nobody fucks.
He felt like an old maid.
They’d slept a dozen places together over the years. Couches, floors, tents, even in the back of a pick-up truck a few times back when Parker and his dad were fighting.
But they’d never fucked, not once.
At least Nick kept his bedroom floor clean.
One of the perks of having a boyfriend with OCD. And it wasn’t like they’d never made out. At least there was that.
“I can’t believe you tried to win a date with her,”MoreLess
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