"Yeah imagine you have your hand down your bottoms and all of a sudden Myrtle is floating in the air abov you, staring at you..." he shuddered, oh damn he was glad he never had to experience that. "And yeah, boys like to share details, really. Even if you don't want to hear them."
"Why we always tried to hurt each other, me and Flint?" he had a damn good idea, in fact he was sure he knew why, but he didn't know if it was a story he could just tell someone he'd only just met.