Ari scrolled through the menus on the screen hanging high on his bedroom wall, keeping one eye on the man next to him as he did. Joel was chewing on his thumb, showing more interest in it than in which program Ari chose, even though it’d been his idea to put something on. They were in matching foam chairs, low to the floor, Joel’s the same bright blue as his eyes, Ari’s a forest green that didn’t match his own brown eyes at all, and Ari could’ve reached right over and touched him except they were only friends and that would be weird. Continue reading →