“Are we going to talk about it?” I asked Ben as he stuffed his face with a hand roll.

“Talk about what?” He said with his mouth half full.

“I don’t know, just about us.”

“What is there to talk about” he insisted.

“The relationship between us. I feel like you’re not enjoying it”

“What do you mean? I’m enjoying being with you.”

“Yeah but… I don’t know how to explain it, I just think you’re getting bored.”

“I’m not, you just think that I am.”

“What?” I said. Followed by some silence.

“You have to remember, Anthony, I don’t like you. I’m heteroromatic. We’re friends, who just like to have fun together.”

Ben took another bite of his food.