The daily serial fictional based on Chicago's Boystown neighborhood: Boystown series by Danny Bernardo

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11. Close to the Chest

Tyler took off his HRC t-shirt right when his shift was over. He needed to figure something else out soon. He was glad that his efforts support a good cause, but he needed to figure out what he'd do long term. Being stationed in the Gold Coast especially sucked as the soccer moms and nannies activel

11. Close to the Chest
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Tyler took off his HRC t-shirt right when his shift was over. He needed to figure something else out soon. He was glad that his efforts support a good cause, but he needed to figure out what he'd do long term. Being stationed in the Gold Coast especially sucked as the soccer moms and nannies actively ignored him like he was a leper.

He kept thinking about how he needed to move on all together. Getting Andy off his mind was a lot harder than he thought. He thought that random hook up would help with that, but all it did was bring drama at home. He decided he'd give Grindr one more chance, but this time, he was going to play it smart. A little closer to the chest. He wouldn't be so quick to hook up; maybe he'd find someone he could actually date.

Ducking into a funky coffee shop, the first few guys that messaged him with so many abbreviations, he didn't know what was going on. He was half-way through his strawberry lemonade when a cute, youngish guy that looked close to his age messaged him.

"Hey," messaged the guy.

"Hey, how's it going?" messaged Tyler.

"Just got out of a meeting. Kinda lame, but whatever."

"I'm Tyler, BTW."

"Hey, I'm Zan."

"Zan?"

"Childhood nickname."

They chatted enough for Tyler to refill his strawberry lemonade twice. They talked about Zan being ready to finish school, his LGBT activism, about Tyler's move from Ohio and his work at Haven and HRC. Zan never said what his major was, but Tyler hoped Zan wouldn't think he was lame for only going to community college. They chatted for the better part of an hour and not once did Zan mention hooking up or sex. It made Tyler smile. When his Droid started to lose battery, Tyler decided to take a chance.

"Would you like to hang out some time?"

"Yeah. That'd be cool. How about this Friday? Jess Godwin is playing a private house concert, I've got an in."

"Who's Jess Godwin?"

Zan sent him a link to a video of a spunky red head with a lot of soul.

"I'm in," said Tyler.

"You're not gonna flake are ya? Grindr is full of flakes."

"Nope."

They traded numbers. Before he signed off, Tyler remembered what happened last time he hooked up with someone on Grindr. The drama at the house with Charlie.

"You don't have an ex named Charlie or Hunter, do you?" Tyler asked, thinking better same than sorry.

His phone died before he got the answer.

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