Overview

I’m in the middle of the most mind-blowing, world-altering, curl-up-in-a-ball-and-reconsider-everything-you-know-about-life orgasm, and it’s all I can do to not fall to pieces completely...

But let's back up a little.

Being a small-town guy, even thinking about moving to NYC for college is intimidating. But what pulls me there more than anything is my long-lost best friend Steve. I only realized after he left Snow Lake that I liked men, and was probably in love with Steve. Sure he's in a relationship and I don't expect anything. But when I end up having to pretend to be his fake boyfriend on NYE, I start to wonder... Do second chances exist?