“Babe, it’s almost light out,” Hunter whispered. He was anxious to start. He barely got a few minutes sleep after he spooned with his boyfriend. He got up earlier even, and scrounged for food in the hotel lobby.
Dimas nodded then yawned. Hunter rolled out of bed, and headed to the bathroom. Dimas yawned louder.
When Hunter returned to the bedroom, Dimas stood and stretched. “God, this is early.”
“You don’t have to come with me.”
“Umm…no, that’s out of the question. I’m going.” Dimas wiped the sleep out of his eyes. “Let me put some clothes on.”
Hunter grabbed a pair of running shorts, T-shirt, and a flashlight. He slid into his sneakers and watched Dimas slowly get ready. Dimas moved like a zombie trapped in a box, and when it was his turn to pee, he struggled to stand without swaying
