I sat on the edge of the kitchen bench, chewing on a raspberry liquorice stick. My eyebrows were furrowed and I wanted to bite my fingernails—an annoying habit that was extremely hard to drop. My mind was running on the same loop that it had been for weeks. Is there something wrong with me? Does anyone else have this problem? Sean surely doesn’t. He seems to get along just fine when we are together. So why can’t I? It’s n...

I shifted again, pressing my thighs together to try and relieve some of the pressure that had built up there, and noticed Jason shifting next to me as well. We’ve been doing lazy Sunday movie days for as long as I could remember, initially with my parents, and then by ourselves as we got older and our interests started to change. I don’t think either of us had known what we were getting into when we decided to watch Nymph...