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Carlos was stunned by the confession. Hancock was great – Carlos loved him. But… not in that way.

“I… I’m… I… well, thank you, Han. I’m… I’m flattered – I really am. It’s just…” Carlos huffed, frustrated with this. With his stuttering, with his situation, with… just all of this. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, I just… don’t feel the same way, Hancock. I like you – a lot. But… not like that. I’m so sorry…” Carlos felt horrible. He didn’t want to ever have to say something like that to Hancock. But… here they were.