3 Chapter 3

I rolled my eyes. If their boyfriendhood was ever going to work out, a few things had to occur. Armin needed to be a little more understanding. Just needed to be a little smarter. And the two of them needed to communicate a little better. I wasn't Dr. Phil, but then again, no one would put it past me.

“Ride it out,” I said. “Just was only trying to be kind by helping me. He’s harmless and trustworthy.”

“Kind with his dick!” Armin said. “I know he wants to fuck you!”

It was fresh news to me, and absurd. Just liked Armin, not me. Then again, everything that Armin said to me was new news, and bullshit. What an asshole he could be at times, yet I still loved him as my best friend. 3: StrangerBear