Re: Christmas spirit is in short supply.
Brian's chest rose slowly and fully as he prepared himself for the experience that was Hemlock. Please, do sit down, Troy. Absolutely I have time for a chat. Oh, you want to talk about serious issues in your life? Your relationship? Of course. I lend my ears to your will.
The air came out slowly and steadily as Troy spoke, mostly through his nose, and Brian's chin rose when the Native was finished speaking. "So?" He readjusted in his chair and leaned over his desk, elbows resting and hands clasped. "Your love affair is over and you remain very close, is this what you're saying?"
"Yup."
"That sound like it was for the best. I commend you on your brave choice." Brian smiled, a bit manically, mostly in jest. "Why, may I ask, was this prudent for me to be privy to?"
"You've been a half-flushed turd for months."
"Beg pardon?" Brian's eyes widened in shock and mild insult.