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1 " All of us just want to help you. You’re not alone.”Christin didn’t say anything but Eddie could sense his acquiescence by the dip of his head, the slight relaxing of his shoulders. Eddie patted his hand.“We are more than our experiences. We are the sum of them, and more.” He said. "
― Micaela Vee , Find Me
2 " Eddie gave a long suffering sigh as he bent down to pick up his bedazzled bag. “Glory be, why do I debase myself with ignoramuses like you? The Kinsey scale is a very basic way of measuring where you fit in terms of hetero versus homo.” he pulled his coat on and held his hands out at a distance, fingers straight, like he was measuring a fish. “Imagine a line. At one side you have hetero, at the other you have homo. And then there is everything in the middle. It’s not actually that basic. In fact it’s far more complicated, but I don’t have time to tell you now since I need to walk home before I get any drunker. "
3 " Christian looked at him earnestly. “Does it look OK?” The cut had been impulsive, which wasn’t something Christian was, really. But Eddie stopped fussing and looked like he was raging some internal battle. “Chrissy, you’re killing me here. I’ll say this only once, so listen clearly. You’re beautiful. Not in a ‘Christina Aguilera power song’ kind of way, but in a male model, hot boy fantasy kind of way. Now, don’t ask me again, or I’ll make a fool of myself. "
4 " There is something I’m missing here.” He said, sulkily, putting his hands back in his pockets.“There is always something you’re missing, Bren. Probably several somethings.” She finished her breakfast and put the bowl in the sink. "
5 " Jazz swung his head to the side and shrugged, as if he were trying to affect shyness. He failed. Everything he did was cat-like, sharp, and lazy and confident. “It suits you.”Christian didn’t care if it did or didn’t at that point. This entire encounter was electric and surreal, like putting one’s tongue to a battery. "
