The first major change was in the area of accommodation. Within a month of leaving hospital, Bryan was sharing with a gay man he’d met at Bang Bar. The rent was the same as it had been at the student accommodation and he’d got himself a job at an Indonesian restaurant just around the corner from his new home. With the extra money he could pay his share of the bills and have a little extra to play with. On the downside it also meant he was more often than not so tired for his lectures that he could hardly keep his eyes open.
Ben, the stocky, hirsute house-painter he’d moved in with, was a six-foot gentle giant. Nothing fazed him. He was a happy-go-lucky thirty-nine year old and very shortly after they had begun sharing, Bryan began to develop feelings for him.
“What’s all this?” said Ben
