Thread:ThisIsXenon/@comment-32460917-20190603090203/@comment-32273133-20190617234630

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The door is closed, but the house isn't soundproof. Voices carry.

"Spill it, Clay," Andromeda bounces up and down. "Who is he? Where'd you meet him?"

Boyfriend? Cygnus signs.

Clay turns bright red. "Uh, well, um--"

Called it, Cygnus looks smug.

"Oooh, someone has a cruuuush," Andromeda says. Clay laughs nervously and buries his face in his hands.