Keenan glared at Justin in irritation. “Can you stop laughing now?”
Justin covered his mouth immediately, but his eyes were shut tight. His whole body shook, and Keenan was more than a little pissed off at his best friend now. He failed to see the hilarity in his current predicament. He wondered for the tenth time over the past twenty minutes or so if he might have called up the wrong person to seek for advice from. After dropping Pablo off at the bar, he had requested to meet up with Justin later in the afternoon. They agreed to have coffee together at The Torpedough, which was a bakery with the best desserts in the city. Or so Justin claimed.
Keenan wasn’t concerned about the quality of the desserts. He needed someone to talk to, and he couldn’t talk to David. He and David were way too
