Thoreau smiled at Rooney. "Of course not," he said, leaning into the other boy's touch. "There's no one else who's as good for me as you are. I love you."
***
Thoreau had kind of missed clubbing. Not the part where he got in trouble if he had too much fun, but the dancing and all the people and they way he could get men to look at him. They didn't know he was boring yet. He grinned, running a hand through his hair and leaning against Rooney's arm. "I love going out. I forgot I start doing it because it was fun. Not because I wanted to get high."
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