Barrett

"Can you grab the top of this?" I'm straining as I'm holding the top of the drywall up. We finally got the extra products we needed and are finishing up this house. Abel rushes over to where I'm standing and grabs the weight off just in time. "Thank you." The two of us haven't hung out alone in a while, and as I look at him, I see he looks fucking stressed. "Is everything okay?"

"Yeah, I'm just starting to feel stressed about getting married. I know ...