Chapter One Hundred- Twenty

Roth, taken by surprise, already astonished at his recent thought, gaped at Tristan, not knowing what to say. Tristan took it as an agreement from him, so he rolled his eyes and took off Roth’s glasses, moving directly beside Roth, putting a hand behind Roth’s back and pointing at the sign, “Now look! Doesn’t that just make you love being alive?”

What made Roth love being alive was the light on Tristan’s face, not on the sign. He was surprised at himself, not believing that he just thought that to himself. Regaining control of himself back, he took the glasses back from Tristan and managed to joke, “Yes, but I would like to be sighted as well as alive.”

Tristan rolled his eyes and moved on, as Roth thoughtfully stared at his back. Why was he having those thoughts about Tristan? Tristan was his best friend - he was not supposed to view Tristan sexually. Roth knew this was because of not having had sex in over a week. Keeping Tristan in view, he pulled out his phone to drop the “bar ch