There I was, sitting in the bar, brooding over beer after beer and sad song after sad song. My life, for all the good in it, was a lie. I was a gay man pretending to be straight, and every day was harder than the one before it.
All it took was some punk bumping into me, making me spill my beer, for the anger to burst forth.
After a quick scuffle, man to man, we were both thrown out of the bar. Little did I know, though, that the night was just beginning...
Story length: Approx. 4,400 words.
