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"So is there anything in particular you want to tell me?" Gabriel says as he slings himself on top of Sam's desk in homeroom. He can sit on the desk without toppling the whole thing over specifically because Sam's weight on the seat keeps it anchored down. Any less substantial weight on the seesaw and Gabriel would end up rump on the floor.

"Hm?" Sam looks up at him innocently. "About what? Oh, right. I wanted to thank you for the, erm, you know, that thing you got me."

Gabriel's heart sinks. Straighter than advertised. maybe Jessica was just imagining things. "Anything else?"

Sam thinks briefly. "Not that I can think of?"

"Really?" Gabriel pops off the desk, circles Sam, leans over his shoulder. "Nothing about the little lady? You know... Miss Ex?"

Sam turns then, looks up, guilt plastered on his face. "How'd you find out?"

His face is so close to Gabriel's - with Sam sitting and Gabriel standing, the height difference is reversed. Gabriel has to take a step back to maintain his balance. "Heard her talking about it. You are a lousy friend, you know. You're supposed to keep me updated. Or at least change your Facebook status." He rolls his eyes.

"Sorry."

"So you gonna tell me what happened?"

Sam shrugs. "Nothing. We just ... it didn't work out, is all."

"Really?"

"Gabriel." Sam frowns. "Even if it was some tortured story, you think I'm gonna tell you in the middle of homeroom?"

Gabriel looks away from Sam's face for the first time since he came over. He can practically SEE all the ears straining to hear. "Hm. Good point."

Sam gives him an I-told-you-so smile. Gabriel grins back. No matter what happened, they'll always have this. The easy comfort between them, the effortless conversation and understanding. That's something Gabriel can count on.

Too bad he can also count on it hurting like hell. But pain is a point of pride for lots of guys. Gabriel will bear his with pride. It beats the hell out of daily chin-ups.

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