Okay, Madeline did her job very well. Coming back from my job at the club, and only slightly intoxicated, I came across a sight that just proves that Maddie knows more then she's letting on. Deren, quite happily stumbling home with one arm wrapped around some guy's waist (I think he visited the club a few times), laying light kisses on his neck. He was giggling like some pretty girl, and the other dude was definitely enjoying it, since at every few kisses he would pull Deren closer and speed up.
Was I like that?
Well, I definitely wasn't heading home for at least another couple of hours. The walls in my apartment aren't thick, and Deren only lives down a floor. I do not want to be hearing that while I try to sleep. So instead I mooch around for a bit, and head back later.
Of course, to tell Maddie exactly what I had found out.
So I told her. She should have heard her squeal. She started reeling out lists of people she should set him up with, since she had to find him his 'one true love'. The worrying this was that I was quite high on this list. Sorry, but commitment isn't my thing unfortunately.
Wait, why didn't she try and do this to me when she found out I was gay?
And why does being gay matter?!
Bloody strange girl.
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