Provoking Alternate Time Lines (M|M cast version)

What the characters are up to over the next month and a half

Andy and Sasha met at Jay's Buns during their lunch break that day. Sasha arrived first and seated himself at a hot-dog bun booth with Liz and Peter, who were already coincidentally there. The three of them waited for their meals, including a fourth one for Andy, that the chef Jay wanted to cook for two of his favourite customers, Liz and Peter. Over the past few years, Liz and Peter occasionally helped Jay in the kitchen andasked him for cooking tips regarding certain foods. The two of them saw him as their teacher and he washappy to call them his students.

Andy arrived a few minutes later and sat next to Peter.
Sasha asked Andy, "How's Rodolf doing?"
"I don't know. He won't answer my messages."
"Still? Are you worried?" Sasha knew that Andy rarely worried but since it was rare for Rodolf to not respond to his messages, he felt that Andy might be distressed by it.
"No. He answered me one time when I asked if he was dead."
Liz joined the conversation. "Do you know what he's doing?"
Andy answered her before asking Sasha a question. "I'm sure he's at home moping. Good thing he hasn't found a new job or he would have been fired again. By the way, Sasha, what did Giovanni say about the two of them?"
Sasha responded, "He wouldn't tell me anything. When I asked him, it seemed as if he didn't know why he broke up with Rodolf."
Despite not having been asked, Peter added, "He hasn't told me anything either."
Andy replied, "It sucks but I think Rodolf should be with someone else. Your brother's cool enough but Rodolf needs someone else. He needs to get laid. The two of them would have argued less if they'd have had sex."

Liz and Peter watched Jay approach their table with a large circular tray in his right hand. It carried four long and thick submarines filled with calamari and various peppers.
Sasha agreed with Andy. "Exactly! More people should take our advice. We know what relationships need. I have a great idea. The two of us should bring him clubbing. We haven't gone in a long time. And it's a great place to hook him up with someone."
"That sounds fun." Andy wanted to say more but became distracted by the food placed in front of him.
As Jay tucked the tray under his left arm, the horizontal scars on his right wrist from his youth became apparent. He looked back and forth between Liz and Peter as he spoke. "It's a new recipe I'm trying and I trust your opinions as much as my own. Join me in the back when you're finished to tell me what you think." He flashed them a smile before returning to the kitchen.
As Liz and Peter eagerly bit into their sandwiches, Andy continued his conversation with Sasha. "I hope we don't run into that brunet again. I already forgot his name."
"Ya, we invite him for a threesome one time and he thinks we're automatically interested in more. The sex with him was great but I'm good with only the one time. Hey, what if we hook him up with Rodolf?" joked Sasha.
"We can try." Andy laughed a little before lifting the submarine off his plate.

Inside Rodolf's head *

This sucks. Everything sucks. This bed sucks. This room. I need to stop thinking of every moment, every action, every word, every little thing that happened between us. It's not fixing anything. I don't knowwhat went wrong. Everything seemed fine. It was, wasn't it? Then, over. Now, everything sucks. Nothing can fix anything. Why won't my body just stay asleep? I don't want to be awake. Awake means thinking and thinking is bad. I need to stop thinking. The balcony? It would make me stop thinking which is what I want. Is the fifth floor high enough? No. I need to stop thinking that. I'll most likely end up in a coma stuck thinking and only thinking for the rest of my life. I'd also be in the hospital. Hospitals suck. They suck more than myroom. I just need to go back to sleep. No more thinking of anything including the balcony. This feeling is what I want gone. Then, maybe things can at least be okay again. I can enjoy cake again. Was it that I stopped? I had to stop. Did he want me to not stop and just go for it? I can't just go for it knowing he might not be okay with it. Why would he leave me for that? He does expect me to be psychic sometimes even though I can barely understand his signals half of the time. This isn't the kind of thing I can guess. It must have been something else. He's usually a little upset when I don't know what he's trying to tell me. Going from a little upset to dumping me doesn't make sense even if he was more upset. It must have been something else but what? Was it that I kept trying? He told me he was okay with me seeing his response in the moment. Did he change his mind? Would he really expect me to know that? Everything was so much simpler in the stupid arguments or whatever it was we did. That never led to issues. Unless that was the issue. Maybe he saw it like Sasha and felt that we argued in a bad way. Maybe he didn't think I treated him well enough. As if he treated me any better. Maybe he thought he could treat me the way he did but he should have better. Why didn't he just tell me that certain things I did or said bothered him? Or was it me for not telling him either? I did eventually tell him. Unlike him. Maybe we both ruined it by not telling each other what we felt. Even though he knew what I thought so could my not saying anything actually have been the problem? What if my thoughts were the problem? Where do I begin there? Why can't I just fall back asleep?