“Oh, God, no! Don’t tell me they’re back together again.”
“I know, Tim, it’s a sickening spectacle when they keep going back and forth.”
“You’d think they were teenagers running around a hamster track. So what is it this time, Bill?”
Bill made a squishy face at me. It turned out Jonathan didn’t mind Darren sleeping around as much as he minded quiet evenings alone.
“Groan! Last time I heard Jonathan talk about it, you’d have thought Darren was a combination of Attila the Hun and Leona Helmsley. Why can’t he make up his mind? Is there anywhere that train is going but Splitsville?”
“I know, I know, but love is blind, Tim. Love is blind.”
“That’s just the problem, Bill. If love were blind, Jonathan wouldn’t see how gorgeous Darren is and forgive him for every terrible thing he does.”
“A given. So let’s forget about them. What about us? Are we still a couple or not? Huh, what gives?”
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