So what does this mean for Dave? Well, we’re gonna let it sit for a while, while the boy sorts out his feelings for… well, everyone involved. While I was working on this storyline, a few people asked me, “So who’s Dave really got the affectionate hots for here?” To tell the truth, Gentle Reader, I have no idea, and I dont think he really knows either. Nor, for that matter, does Mik, it seems.

And that’s kind of the sucky thing about love, isnt it: you want it to be right. You want it to be worth all the nights of kissing frogs and hoping they’ll become princes, even though part of you knows they might never. Still, I believe there’s a part of us, no matter how small it might be, that does sorta yearn for that Special One. Even a self-acknowledged slut like Dave seems to realize that. It doesnt mean a monogamous relationship so tightly constricted no one can breathe; it just means having that one special friend — even one with benefits — who makes it all worthwhile.

So we’re gonna let this one simmer for a bit while we turn to other things. A few one shots, maybe, before the next sprawling storyline. Or maybe we’ll just jump into it. I guess we’ll know tomorrow.

And as always, thanks for being such great readers.