If there's one thing Mitch Grassi hates most in life, it's himself. Being an in-closet gay, bullied constantly, and having only one friend isn't the greatest. But when an old (and very hot) friend makes his way back into Mitch's life, can Mitch finally learn to let someone in?

Scott and Mitch have been friends since they were young, but that's all about to change.. - After Mitch cut off a toxic relationship he formed some major confidence issues, but Scott had been too busy with others to think much of it. - When Scott comes back to reality, he and Mitch have to face some hardships and trust one another to gain serendipity again. - T.W.: E.D., anxiety, depression, self image issues, etc.

Scott's vision is fuzzy. Hazy. Unfocused like it hasn't been since the LASIK. He vaguely wonders why, but his head hurts so much he's distracted and can't figure it out. He thinks for a second that he's drunk. That he's given himself the mother of all hangovers. But his shoulder and his arm and his chest and his side and his leg also hurt-shit, his shoulder really hurts-and he's never been drunk enough for that to happen before. Plus, if he's not mistaken, that's his steering wheel in front of him, through the haze and the dust and the noise and the red and whatever the deflated white thing is. Regardless of how drunk he's been, he would never be drunk in the driver's seat of his car. Fuck. Fuck, he hurts. The spiderweb pattern across his windshield is kinda pretty though, sparkling like that in the sun. Blink.