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“Guy?” Buck asks like he’s never heard the word before. “Eddie’s been talking to a guy? Like, a specific guy?”
“Yeah,” Harry says. “He was talking about it the other day after work. I think they’ve been out like three or four times. Pretty sure he’s an electrician or something?”
“An electrician…” What the fuck kind of real person is an electrician?
Buck drums his fingers on the table and stares at his empty glass and wonders what possible conversation led to Eddie revealing this guy’s profession to Harry. It’s not like it’s interesting.
Buck tries to picture what Eddie could’ve possibly said: I was out for the twelfth time this week and some random guy came up to me and said hey, I’m an electrician, can I put my stupid sweaty hand on your bicep and then crash your work function? And I said yes because I’m gay now and that means I have to go on a date with every fucking man in Los Angeles apparently.
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Eddie gets a boyfriend, and Buck has some feelings about him.