Travell held the door open for LaTrice and Tyler as they left Haven.

"Shit, I forgot my umbrella," LaTrice said. "I'll be right back." She gave Travell a quick kiss and ran back in.

"Things seem to be going well," Tyler said.

"That's my boo right there," Travell said, beaming.

"And to think she was right under your nose the whole time."

"Under my nose? I was all in her face all. The. Time. But she woke up, saw me for who I was, and gave it a chance."

"What changed?"

"I loves her for her. See, you didn't know me before you got here, but I was all over the place. On the DL, sleepin' with my boys on the fly. Trying to fuck with girls, trying to prove I was a man. I didn't know whether I comin or goin, gay or straight, and here the fuck am I, right?"

"Yeah."

"Sometimes you just meet someone, and it don't matter what the fuck they are, boy, girl, gay straight, whatever, you just feel what you feel and you give it a chance. You don't even think about it, you just know."

"So if you had to label yourself... "

"My label is LaTrice's man. And I am proud as FUCK of it."

"Will you... I gotta run. Will you tell LaTrice I said see her tomorrow?"

"For sure man," Travell said as Tyler ran down the street, braving the rain to Brad's apartment.

*

Brad was still in his boxers, looking hung over and worse for the wear, when he answered the door.

"Tyler? What are you doing here?" Brad asked, standing in the doorway with the door half shut.

"I wanted to see you. I know we've been in limbo for a while and I've been doing some thinking and... "

"Hey, who's your friend?" a pretty blond girl, standing in just her bra and panties asked from behind Brad.

Tyler took one look at her and one look at Brad and walked away.

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