Page 139 of A Very Merry Bah Humbug
"You think that's what this is?"
"James. He’s been out nights ‘tutoring’ for weeks and he literally asked us how we knew we were gay. That's not exactly subtle."
"Yeah, but this is Gavin. The straightest straight boy to ever straight."
"Who just asked two gay men about their coming out stories." I pause. "While staring at us like we held the secrets to the universe."
James chews his lip, that thing he does when he's thinking. "Should we look for him?"
"He's probably just thinking about?—"
BANG!
The front door slams against the wall hard enough to leave a mark, and Gavin bursts through like wolves are chasing him.
Except he's not alone.
There's a guy draped over his shoulder in a fireman's carry, arms dangling, glasses askew. Even upside down, I can see he's smaller than Gavin, but then again, who isn't? With dark hair and what looks like a Doctor Who shirt.
"Oh no, you don't!" Gavin's actually yelling at the guy on his shoulder as he thunders toward the stairs. "I've seen this happen twice, and it's NOT happening to me!"
He takes the stairs three at a time, which can't be safe while carrying another human, and disappears down the hallway. A door slams somewhere above us.
The entire room stands frozen. The music keeps playing; someone's phone is still connected to the speakers.
"Did... did Gavin just kidnap someone?"
I turn to James, who's staring at the stairs with his mouth slightly open. His expression probably matches mine, somewhere between bewildered and morbidly fascinated.
"What the fuck," James says slowly, "just happened?"
