'Dammit, where is that place?'
Those words came from my friend Andy, who was driving the car we were in. I was in the back seat, feeling a bit off since I had been out partying the night before. Sitting in the front passenger seat was Greg, completing the trio that was in the car that day. My name is John, and the three of us were on our way to a birthday party. But not just any birthday party.
'Old Vinyl Classics – The station that brings you the greatest hits of the 60s, 70s and...'
The old car stereo in my car crackled as I turned it off and parked my car alongside the curb. Once again I was in a familiar part of town; it was a place where I had parked my car many times during the past two years or so. Once again, I was on my way to band rehearsal, and again I was running a bit late, as was the case more often than not. To be honest, I really didn't care that much. A few months ago, things had been different.
Greg and Dana were enjoying their vacation at the Amusement Park, even though it was obvious by now that it was Gay Pride week. Sitting by the hotel pool with their drinks, they couldn't believe they had sat and watched two guys having sex.