The next morning, I'm scrolling through my Instagram when I see that a very drunk Emery posted a selfie at the party yesterday. It's a closeup of his open mouth, a dollop of whipped cream on his outstretched tongue. What?! He never posts anything so dirty.
Laughing, I comment: I just came.
Emery replies halfway through the day: I told you not in my mouth.
I keep the thread going.
I couldn't help it you're so fucking hot the way you work me.
We're over.
Babe no I'm sorry.
It's just that you obviously don't respect my boundaries.
I'm about to reply when he sends me a DM: Don't get me banned from Instagram, Brandon.
Fuck, I reply, I had so much to say but none of it PG13.
People in the comments are like: Is it Bromance? Pretty sus...
My heart nearly stops when I see Griffin liked my comments. What the fuck does that even mean? I demand of Emery before turning to scream into my pillow.