the last helicopter had just flown out of vietnam

Fuckkk like you're john lennon and you've managed to make history's first femboy obsessed with you, despite having a lot of weird hang-ups about being gay, and also basic intimacy, but especially being gay. But you're putting the moves on regardless (read: engaging in homoerotic rivalry best friend pseudo yaoi) and its been working for the past couple of years, but due to circumstances under your control (but also the mental problems you definitely have) you start to pull away from him due to your reliance on LSD, and general apathathy mixed with unresolved anger issues. And then fucking Groovy Bob swoops in with his hat at a jaunty angle and wearing like 3 ties and now HE'S putting the moves on YOUR repressed twunk. And because his mental problems are less pressing and he's notoriously homosexual, his moves are all stuff like "taking him to dinner" and "having sex with him" instead of playing mindgames in which you make him fight for your affection. FUCK how could you compete with this guy