He contemplated whether or not he should even go to the funeral. He knew everyone was going to be there, but he didn’t want to be seen. Alek walked the length of his living room and wondered if it would even be worth it. He probably already missed most of the ceremony. He sat down along the edge of the breakfast bar and downed a shot of whiskey.
“I’ll just go anyway.” He said as he slid the glass toward the kitchen sink and stood up.
He walked out the door and got into his car. As he drove, he grew more aware of how late he would be.
“The body is probably already in the ground.” He thought to himself as he pulled into the funeral home.
He passed a hearse u I love goat cheese he said as he walked up to the grave. Dominik liked goat cheese too the went to a goat cheese resaraunt and ate goat cheese together one time it was their fisrt date that was the day he lost his virginity bc he got raped by a gaot and the goat screamed that he loved him but alek wasn’t ready for that type of relationship yet