Nola did what to Elon? Unbelievable! Nola, how could you? I swear Elon is not gay. He's just stupid.

"Nola, there's something you are not telling me."

"What do you mean? I told you everything."

"Not yet. We haven't gotten to the core of your attraction to-"

"I'm not attracted to him. Just because I squeezed his butt, did things while looking at him in the toilet, offered him to peek at me, snuck into his room that one time and snuggled with him but left before he woke up doesn't mean anything."

"It means everything, Nola. You're in love with him but you seem to be denying it. What is the matter, child? Why don't you just confess your feelings for him?"

"I'm not gonna put up with this. You're being abusive."

"I'm not being abusive, I'm being straight forward. Nola, you're not fooling anyone. You have to confess your love for him in order to proceed forward."

"I'm not in love with him. I only respect him enough to have him peek at me. You know, boys dream of peeking at girls. I was just trying to make his dreams come true."

Oh, this girl is being difficult. Does she really think she's fooling me or anyone? Her infatuation with Elon is so obvious but she just won't admit to them.

"Well, other than squeezing his butt, what is this other thing you did to him."

"Huh? What? Who said I did anything inappropriate to him? In fact, who said I grabbed his butt? Why are you accusing me of-"

"Tell me right now!"

"MMMMMMMMMM"

So, one day, I had a stupid idea. We were home one night and we went to the bathroom. After I was finished, he had to use the toilet and wanted me to excuse myself. Then...

"Elon, how about I stay here with you?"

"No, Nola. I can use the toilet myself."

"But, I mean, you always come with me, I figured I'd do the same with you."

"No, I can do this myself."

"Come on, Elon. I just want you to be comfortable."

"I'm more comfortable by myself, now please, I got to g."

"Elon..."

I don't know what I did at that moment to convince him, but he eventually agreed. He started peeing and...

...

...

...

"And what?"

"I stood there and nothing happened, the end."

"You did something while he was peeing, did you?"

"No, no, no. I kept my hands to myself. I swear I only touched myself."

"You did something else in there. Come on, tell me."

"No...."

"Then I'll call Elon and find out."

"NO! Don't call him!"

"Then tell me!"

I don't like where this is going, but I need to know, even if I really don't want to. I have to do this for Elon and Nola. These two are so messed up, I got to fix them, even if it means learning terrible truths.

"Mmmmm... so as he was peeing, I... got a bit excited and... did things behind his back. But I guess it wasn't enough as I.. uhh... approached him..."

"And what happened next."

"I... looked..."

"You... looked... as he was peeing?"

"Yeah."

"I see. And Elon got mad at you, I'm certain. Well, I don't blame him."

"I grabbed it."

What!? Ew! Did she really do that? That was unexpected! Thank goodness I have a good poker face. Well, actually, I felt my eyes widely open and I hope she didn't notice my mouth open from that brief moment. Otherwise, I kept my composure.

"Umm... I see."

"I was just... thinking he would like it. But he didn't. He yelled at me." She turns around away from me. She is in a fetal position and by the sounds of it, she might start to cry. "I just wanted to make him happy. I'm sorry, Elon."

Poor girl. She's been through so much as well. I go up to her and rub her shoulder as I kneel next to her.

"Nola, thank you for telling me. I'm sure you-"

"Ah!" She bolts up.

"What's wrong?"

"The soda!"