"What, don't tell me you actually want to make out." Ty joked, heart twisting in his throat even as if he tried to pass it off as casual. He knew he hadn't been subtle about his feelings all night, hell, probably since he had met Kira and started getting along with him. But he also respected the boundaries that Kira had erected around them, as well as himself too much to go chasing after someone who wasn't interested in him that way. And though Kira would probably roll his eyes at it, his friendship really did mean more to him. Moreso than the difficulties of dating outside of one's financial class was finding lasting friendships. One where Ty was more important than his money or connections.

He closed his eyes, feeling too buzzed to move, lazy and boneless.

"Okay, then what about me getting a tattoo?"