Not being able to put the blunt down was something Karl regretted every day of his life.

It caused him so much trouble, losing job opportunities, losing life experiences... losing them.

Karl and his former partner broke up six years ago. Six years for Karl to move on.

But Karl couldn’t move on. They were perfect, they didn’t care that he was trans, they didn’t let his dysphoria get in between their relationship.

But Karl fucked it all up, he couldn’t put aside his own selfish habits for the person he loved, the person he should want to do anything for.

If he could go back, he’d take the chance in a heartbeat. Hell, if he could go back to when he was fifteen and just stay clean, he would. But he can’t.

Becoming sober gave Karl a lot of opportunities as well. He originally created a YouTube channel to document his journey of being sober, but his channel unexpectedly blew up, earning Karl a lot of money.

It also landed Karl some acting gigs. On top of the YouTube cash and the acting career, Karl was living the dream.

Karl didn’t know what he was doing at this holiday party. It was a small get-together with a few influencers, and of course, one of his friends begged him to come.

Karl was a bit intrigued though, he heard the bartender was hot. Maybe he could get his grubby little gay hands on someone. Maybe he’d be able to forget about his ex..

As Karl approached the bar, he saw a familiar face behind the island. Is that..? No— "You're so funny~" Sure as shit, it was Karl’s ex boyfriend.. and god, had they grown even hotter.

Karl watches as they brush the obviously drunken girl off their arm, stepping up to the bar with a bit of a nervous smile.

"Hey, long time no see, eh?" He says, trying to mask the nervousness and longing in his voice with a smile, leaning against the counter.