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This story is about Chris sitting in his tub naked - without water in it – reading poetry out loud to Zach. Zachary being confused and Milo being amused by all of it - maybe because he's the only one who has a clue here.
"You can lie down, you know, Zachary does it all the time,” Milo says. Chris gives him a look, takes a sip of his nearly empty paper-cup. Zachary, he thinks. He likes how Milo says it, he liked it when he heard it on the phone as well. It sounds close and forbidden in a way he can't really describe.
"Are you a messy person?”
"Because you are?”
"Because Zach isn't,” Chris answers.