Tommy stepped closer and lowered his voice. "Yes, we have to pretend to be in a real relationship, like we pretended to be in real relationships plenty of time. Our so called girlfriends believed us, the world believed us, Laurel believed you. It's what we've always done. What we have is friendship, Oliver. It's real and honest and it's not a romantic relationship, and the fact you can't even tell the difference is ...." It was fucked up. All of it was so fucked up, because part of him just wanted to accept the implications of what Oliver was saying, even though he knew that it wasn't what Oliver meant.
"I can manage the restroom alone. I've been doing it since I was a toddler. You don't need to hold my dick for me. I'll be right back." This time, he didn't wait, but walked in the direction of the bathroom.