stan didn't want to go out that night. he really didn't, except he did kind of want to get his mind off of his argument with his boyfriend.
sure, yeah, he was being over dramatic. but still, he had had enough of being neglected by his boyfriend of more than four years just so that he could hang out with his friend of a few months.
of course, bill can have as many friends as he wants. it never bothered stanley. it only became an issue when bill began paying less and less attention to his actual boyfriend, barely making time for them to see each other.
anyway, stanley knows he was overreacting. he knows this, and maybe tomorrow or the next day he will see bill and fix it. but right now, he needs to take a break and unwind after their fight.
the club is packed. there are so many people and so many different lights and so many different songs playing and stanley is suddenly at the bar with richie. el and eddie had stayed on the dance floor, and richie pats stanley's back as he asks for some drinks.
"you feeling any better?" richie asks after they've had their first shots.
stanley smiles, and goes to say yes, except then he sees the club doors swing open and bill walk in.
