Mike and Casey

Aww. Casey with his first boyfriend, Michael. Funny, 'cause my first boyfriend's name was Michael, and Casey is essentially me as a gay boy ('cause if I was a boy I'd totally be gay). So thanks, Chubee, for letting me make a gay boy version of you.

Casey is not sick. Casey is a junkie. Poor baby. Mike hates it, but he loves his fedora. ^__^ BG is a picture. I am so lazy at backgrounds...

OMG I wrote angst to go with this!

"He was always wearing that stupid fedora. I told him it made him look like an old man, but he just laughed and said at least he would get a senior discount, then. He said it made him look sexy, and that he was way hotter than Indiana Jones would ever be. I'd give up arguing with him after that.

I tried to throw it away a few times after he died, but I can't. I still have it. No one ever wears it.

Sometimes I lie on the couch with it over my face. I think, maybe if I breathe deep enough, if I inhale his barely lingering scent, it'll be like he's still here. Like Michael is still telling me not to diss his awesome fedora.

It kills me."