Dark and I have been friends for almost a decade now, we became friends through high school when you were both sophomores, he had helped me through depression when not even my family cared about me, the only reason people hated me was because I came out as Bisexual. now you were both 25, well, Dark was still 24 because his Birthday is in October and mine is in February. Dark was sitting on your bed next to you talking about the most random shit such as 'WHO FUCKED WHO TO MAKE THE GRINCH!' "Deanna? I have- I have something to tell you." Dark said after a few minutes of laughter. "Sure bud! What is it?" I almost shouted causing him to flinch, trying to sound upbeat, but you knew that the time for jokes was over.

"I- God I still don't know if I should tell you!" Dark said, his hands running through his hair. "'sokay! You can tell me anything, you know that right?" I said sincerely, "Well, I-Ah I just don't know how you'll react. You're my best friend, I don't want to lose you." He whispered. "C'mon, I won't judge you! If you're a serial killer I might judge you, as long as you don't plan on killing me I wont turn you in." "Y-I-I'm Trans WHOOOOO THAT WASN'T AS EASY AS I THOUGHT! " Dark shouted, throwing his arms in the air. I wasn't really as shooketh as most, I expected this for a while, he really enjoyed gossip,dressing up, painting his nails, putting on makeup,wearing bright colors when not in public,ect. Not saying straight guys can't like that stuff.

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"Cool dude! Why did you think I'd judge you? I'm Bi sooooo, why would I judge people inside this great community? Especially you?" I inquired "I-Uh-I don't know, glad you're not freaking out about it though." "Have you, um... Gotten any work done?" "I have breasts now if that's what you mean." Dark said, He looked pretty flat chested still, well, he already had kind've a boob thing from working out, but even that seemed to disappear.

"I-uh this sounds weird- can I see them?" I asked warily, Dark nodded pulling up his pink shirt, and what appeared to be a binder. I saw some scars and some boobage he probably wore a b or c cup if he has bras. "I love them but, I-I feel a bit self conscious about the scars though." Dark said blushing and covering the scars. "They look great! N-not the scars specifically but those look cool! It looks like you survived a boob attack!" I said giggling, Dark started laughing. "that's one way to look at it!" he chuckling clutching his chest in laughter,

I put my right hand over my temple, "Today we congratulate Mr. Edward for surviving the boob war! May the fallen boobs be remembered!"