Andrew watched the guy on stage. After a couple of songs he thanked the audience and strolled towards the diner's bar. Andrew followed suit.
“Lindsey.” The man didn’t even bother to turn around.
“I’m busy right now”
“Yeah, you’re too busy being fabulous to even look at me!” Andrew shouted at Lindsey’s back. The other man turned around.
“Man I don’t owe you. We had a little sex. So what? It’s not like we’re in a relationship.” Lindsey's voice was cold as ice and Andrew felt like Lindsey stabbed a knife right into his heart.
“I see” he whispered quietly.