I went over to collect Ben, or at least visit him. He was there for a few days, a sort of sleepover in the end. He and Daniel do it a few times a year where they binge on take-out and several film or television series and doze and talk and just spend some time together alone, as brothers should.
I think that's great except by about three days in I start to worry that he might fall for Schuyler again and never come home.
Which is really paranoid on my part. And that's what everyone worries about when it comes to me. Let's just say if anyone spends a good amount of time with Schuyler he is prone to pull them right in and it's frightening how easy it is for everyone to crush on him, and hard. Not just the fleeting appreciation of good looks like we do with Duncan or the earnest love everyone has for Sam or the dutiful adoring subordination Lochlan commands with a flick of a red curl.
No, this is like a quicksand-molasses kind of hole and it's warm and nice and it's true, you never want to leave.
I don't have that problem. Caleb laughs bitterly. He does nothing for me.
You're the only straight man here.
That's not true.
I just stare at him until he concedes, in his head. If you two agreed on things more often you would totally get sucked in.
Maybe. But I do see how Ben was confident you had navigated things and was free to relax. I wish the same for Lochlan now and would love to have you join me this weekend.
Are we having a movie marathon?
We can do whatever your heart desires.
Let's have a seance and we can formally introduce George to Cole and Jake. So he's in the loop-
Jesus Christ, Neamhchiontach.
I mean, if he wants to come. You can ask.