"That's true, I am," Jack agreed as he sat down on the bed and sipped at his own juice, before he left the glass on the bedside table. He flopped back against the pillows, hooking his arms behind his head to keep himself well propped up.
"Maybe I should start calling you my wifey," he teased. Really Jack wouldn't tease in such a manner if he knew just how Andrew felt about him. Of course if he knew how Andrew felt about him... well, he would be a complicated knot of feelings indeed.
"Should just stay in bed all day. D'you work today?" he asked his best friend.