Five consecutive drinks into the night and L.joe begins to act... well, plastered. Slurring his words and laughing at nothing and yet- Chunji just can't work out why he's getting so drunk in the first place. What was he trying to hide-? What was he trying to escape from-?

Father did say; that one day I'd grow too old for some of the fun activities I did with my best friend, L.joe. But I didn't know this included wrestling, until IT happened.... and now my best friend thinks I did it on purpose and won't even speak to me! Well, i'll show him-!    “I didn’t know what was happening, I- I haven’t done that before. How was I supposed to know what it felt like-??” I ramble nervously, holding my legs together before him. "Well, you should have

‘Bonerhouse’ isn’t exactly a word, right-? Or at least I didn’t think so- cause if it were I’d so be there already! I mean, you’d think after a while- people would start to notice that your; oh, I dunno-? In LOVE with them?? But no; obviously not-

Snapping his wrist and breaking a finger in a mountain bike accident Chunji has been left totally incapable of looking after himself. How can he eat? How can he shower? With the huge casts stuck to both hands restricting all possible movement?? Well, that's where his best friend L.joe comes in~ 

It can be hard trying to make someone understand just how much you care about them. How much you love their eyes and their hair and that gorgeous smell they just seem to carry with them wherever they go~ Particularly when everything you say just doesn’t come out right. And the recipient in question really isn’t helping the situation-                                                                                                   

Sequel to Best Friends.