Dillon

Dillon! Yes, of course, Roland's friend who played Dungeons and Dragons with us. Him? In my real reality, I played with Dillon and Roland, but in this reality I just watched?

I remembered Dillon from the grocery store yesterday and as luck would have it, his number was in my phone.

I took a deep breath, feeling my heart race and my finger dangling over the call button.

Do I really want to suck off my second best friend from before Roland fucked up my life and made me a girl? If things go back to how they were, how could I ever get that image out of my mind?

He seemed anxious when I gave him the twenty yesterday and I told him he'd owe me... but would Dillon let me suck him? Ah, of course he would! The dork never had a girlfriend in his life! But fuck that's not right, me, Dillon, and Roland were best buds since Kindergarten, he was like a brother to me.

But then again...so was Roland and look what he did to me. I stared at Dillon's name in my phone, wondering if I should call.