Clinking his cup against Zach's, Terrence laughed. "Amen," he said honestly. "Ten million points to hangover remedies, while we're at it."
This was, as Terrence saw it, great news. Not that he disapproved of Zach being into boys, or that he thought an experience like this would fix all of Zach's worries, but - well, it certainly couldn't hurt, could it?
He relaxed against the couch again, but kept his feet on the floor, and sipped at his tea. "So, why is it only 'mostly' a good thing? Just the hangover, or something else?"