"All depends on the woman. Or the man." TJ didn't have a ring of his own, didn't particularly want one. But, a ring hadn't stopped him from getting involved with Sean or fucking around with others. Although, he wondered if it didn't mean more to Doug than he let on. He'd only slipped with one person. He wasn't their father fucking everything in a skirt, or even TJ who was just about as bad with men and still fit in a few women.
"Not from lack of my trying to get you to come out once in awhile," he pointed out when Doug said he could get women without clubs. There were times TJ really thought his twin needed to loosen up a bit. Maybe not as much as TJ did. Despite his own desires and tendency to tempt Doug with the drugs and sex and parties, if his brother had fallen into the sort of lifestyle TJ had, he'd worry as much as he knew Doug worried about him. After all, he wasn't exactly doing any of these things because they were good for his health. "Dinner sounds good. But, at least one night we need to spend the money and go out. Training is all well and good, but we're trying to do more than just learn how to survive. This is also supposed to be about self-discovery and finding our own feet, right? Can't do that if we never leave the apartment for anything but work and training." Might as well have stayed with the others if that was all they were going to do.