Oh, it does. Endless distress. But to say why is half the problem, as it's nobody's business, definitely not something he wants the majority of people around him to know. They already have too much ammunition.
Cade opens his mouth and closes it several times, still blushing deeply, ever unable to handle being put on the spot this way, even for such a simple question. "I, um..." he falters, "I knew someone who..." Didn't keep it to himself, didn't mind his own business with his partner of choice. ...well. In a sense he did, but it was his choice, not his "partner"'s. "...wasn't good," he lamely concludes. Conjuring up too many details always feels like he might summon Brother Flavius from the ether.
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Date: 2017-03-10 01:04 am (UTC)Cade opens his mouth and closes it several times, still blushing deeply, ever unable to handle being put on the spot this way, even for such a simple question.
"I, um..." he falters, "I knew someone who..." Didn't keep it to himself, didn't mind his own business with his partner of choice. ...well. In a sense he did, but it was his choice, not his "partner"'s.
"...wasn't good," he lamely concludes. Conjuring up too many details always feels like he might summon Brother Flavius from the ether.