It was very difficult to try and remain stoic and calm when in pain, but Anthony tried his best. "At least I don't throw a bitchfit whenever someone implies I'm a sod." Because it was true.

"Well, then you probably are!" Noah said.

"You're just jealous 'cause I get laid more than you. It's okay."

"Yeah right, by dudes who pay ye for it." Noah said.

Anthony rolled his eyes again. He wasn't in the mood to grace Noah with an actual response, but he did. "You're just salty because I'm not a broke virgin like you are."

"I'm not a virgin!" he said. And that was why he was here.

"Well, you sure act like one."

"They locked me up because I got a girl pregnant," he said, just to prove that he was not a virgin.

"Okay, so physically you ain't a virgin. But mentally you sure as hell are." Anthony shrugged. He was hoping this kid was lying, because he didn't want it to be true. "I'm kinda surprised that anyone would even want to fuck you, though."

Just then the door opened wide and Wesley came in with a basket under his arm, clearly with food in it. He looked over at them. "What has happened while I was gone?" He frowned immediately suspicious as he placed the food on his desk so he could take off his coat.