He said he had plans with Jeremy. That was a lie, but then he decided that it would be an even better cover story if he actually did have plans with Jeremy. He should have contacted Jeremy earlier, but he didn’t know what to say. Jeremy had switched shifts to graveyard, so he didn’t see him at work anymore. They were close, but the kind of close where you didn’t talk about your feelings. Ever. Was he going into rehab? What would that mean for their friendship? They spent almost all of their time together at that stupid bar. Would Jeremy getting sober mean he’d lose him? Jeremy responded immediately after Oscar texted him. He suggested they meet at the Downspout Diner; they often met there for hangover food. When he entered the restaurant, he really shouldn’t have been surprised to see Crystal there, yet he was. They waved him over to the booth where they’d already been seated. A basket of onion rings was on the table. Jeremy had a soda, and Crystal had a cup of coffee. “Hey, Oscar,”
