– Ok, short answers, we’ll get to elaborate later, umm, where else could I go, I went straight to the streets, after begging for money a guy offered me a job as a drug dealer and I took it gladly. Now I live in Boston, I’m a physical therapist,  not married but I have a fiance, I do have a two kids, twins, a girl and a boy, three years old. Now is your turn to answer your own questions.-

            – Well, I also went directly to the streets, by that time I was already a drug addict, I did everything, so when I left the house I was practically trading sex for drugs. I live in L.A. now as you already knew, umm, I’m definitely not married, not even close, and I have no kids, I can barely take care of myself so Hey! Wait a minute, are you really a physical therapist?- Notice the fact that I haven’t told him I’m gay too, I want to, but I’m waiting for the right moment.

– Yes I am, and I know you need one so, we’ll work together 24/7 ’till you can walk again.-

– Great! That’s just what I need!-  Monica just walked in telling us dinner is ready and we have to walk with her to the dinning room, I’m not really that hungry but I have a few questions for her. So when were all seating down (including dad, he asked to join us so Paris helped him down) I will start my questioning.

            – So, Monica, can I ask a few things?- I ask after having a zip of water.

            – Sure dear, that’s why we’re here.-

            – Ok, first question, Who picked out our names?- It’s a serious question, I mean my name doesn’t bother me so much, but Paris? My poor brother must have been teased every day at school because of that.

            – I did, I’ve always love to travel and I decided that whenever I had kids I was gonna name them after the cities I loved so much.- Monica said.

            – Well thank God you didn’t go to Egypt or Germany.- Paris joked.

            – Ok next question, why did you left us like that?- I don’t think there is a softer way to ask that so I just asked.