"....I might not make it." Gael said, sitting up with a sudden realization. He didn't know the last he had gone that long without sex. Why was Carlos just out of punish him? Is this what....sort of dating for like? Giving up sex, willingly, for stupid reasons? Why did people do this to themselves?

"Did he?" Gael asked, blandly as he mulled over his own personal situation. Sex- well, no sex for ten days was just. How, how was he supposed to live like that? That did beg a question, too- was he supposed to be faithful to one partner now? What where they, technically? Gael hadn't, actually, slept with anyone else in a long time, a fact that snuck up on him through a former lover who asked why he only ever seemed to go home to Carlos these days.

He'd asked if they were dating, Gael had just stared at him as if he'd grown a third head before turning to walk off. Were they? How did one go about establishing that they were dating? As kids it was easy, write will you date me on a piece of paper- yes or no. 'Lets go steady- yes or no'. Adults didn't write little notes to pass to each other with stupid 'yes or no' questions on them.

"Sarah told me she'd introduce me a month or so back..." The day after he'd nearly been murdered by his ex. It was probably more than a month back, but who was counting. "Maybe he'd help me...."