"You think I'm going to sleep now? Christ. I can't turn my brain off. What was that?" Sam asked, completely confused. His roommate just jacked him off, his sheets were covered in his own come and he was mortified. And, on top of that, he'd kissed Barty. So apparently he was gay. His mom was right, he hated that a lot. Yes, she knew, she told him on a Tesco's carpark one summer that if he was gay, he was still loved. Lovely but uncalled for at the time as he was trying to eat his sausage roll and listen to the radio.

"You really think I'm attractive?" Well, he was a bit stuck on that, Barty tended to mock the fact that he sometimes just wore his uniform on weekends or after class and cut his hair 'annoyingly short'. So where was that coming from? "I mean, I get it with you, you're -- you. I know why I'm ... being an idiot." Wanting to get touched and being into him. "But me? Really?"