"I feel amazing," Kyle says, forcing his eyes to open. He sits up and looks at Quentin, and without even thinking about ti grabs his own shirt and reaches over to dab at his face. Congrats, Quire, you've banged a Mom Friend.

"Oh my god, you're so stupid cute," he sighs, but he's smiling. "Thank you. That was great." Not a lie - he's radiating all the warm fuzzies at the moment.