Okay, maybe not impossible, but definitely unpleasant. He’d insisted they make plans for Friday night, knowing Austin was going to need the distraction so he wouldn’t just sulk about missing out on their usual night with Liam. They’d gone out to dinner, and that was fine, but some kind of technical problem at the movie theater meant that their movie had stopped suddenly halfway through, and after that everything had gone to hell. Austin had gone back into cleaning mode when they got home. Jay went into the kitchen to find him scrubbing around the faucet with an old toothbrush. “You don’t think that’s a little OCD?” Jay asked. “Yeah, cleaning is OCD,” Austin said sarcastically. “I don’t mean cleaning in general. I mean doing it with a toothbrush.” “This place is filthy. Can you move a little? Yeah.” Austin went back to work. Jay sighed. “It isn’t filthy.” “Please. Like you’re a good judge.
