“What are we?”

Nomi ignored that question. He didn’t do serious relationships; he preferred casual connections. He thought it was obvious. He met Anon a few months ago; they hit it off and spent a lot of time together. They both seemed to enjoy the arrangement. One day, while they were hanging out, Anon unexpectedly confessed to wanting something more committed. Nomi, initially amused, laughed. He didn’t understand the seriousness of the situation until he saw Anon’s hurt expression.