{ open to m/nb | parker is struggling with being pan, given his beliefs growing up }
Parker looked at the other with an awkward expression as they sat on the couch. The party they were at had heavily died down, most people remaining were either passed out or having sex in one of the rooms. Usually Parker would be one of the latter, but tonight he wanted to pend time with them. “Just so you know, I’m not, like, gay... I could’ve totally found a girl to run off with but I didn’t want you left all by your lonesome.” He stated, it was a shitty excuse, he knew that but he hoped they believed it.






