“Well? How’d it go?” Pete asked.
“Good,” Adam answered. He was going to elaborate further when Nate popped in, and propped himself against the doorframe. His massive barrel chest and crew cut dominated the entrance, and no one would been able to leave or enter the room with Nate at the door, playing the older, judgy leader and brother to all his friends in the unit.
“Did you get any?” Nate asked, eyeing his cuticles to feign indifference, but his voice partly sarcastic and partly curious
“Dude, seriously?” Pete asked.
“We had a good time just hanging out,” Adam answered.
“Golf was pretty good. Roger’s a cool guy,” Pete said. “I feel like I’ve found a long lost Filipino brother.”
“Now I’m starting to feel jealous,” Nate said. “Adam’s gotta a guy he’s crushing on, and now so does Pete.
