Chapter 37 - Merry Christmas==========
This is a gay story. No ifs, ands or buts about it. Don't like, don't read.
I watched as Al pulled a few things from his bag, that had ended up on the bed. From the comfortable arm chair I speared the room a quick once over. I can see why Elliot called this a studio instead of a suite. There was a small living room with a sectional couch that he said could open up into a bed. It shared it's space with a small work area that had a desk, a lamp and an office chair. The back of the desk was against something of a glass dividing wall for the bedroom.
There was a large flat panel tv that was centered with that wall so it could be turned to who wanted to see it, may they be at the couch, the desk or the bed. Speaking of the bed, it was smaller than the one we shared back home, but I didn't see either of us falling off of it either. At this point, I saw that Al had his things laid out and was heading into the bathroom. For a moment I felt a little off for no