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bijouxbroussard · F
At college, a platonic friend was meeting me for lunch. He was gay, and we would always hug each other and jump around like little kids when we got together. So I saw him, rushed up to him and threw my arms around him. Then, I saw him walking up from another direction, and he was cracking up. The fellow I was hugging looked puzzled, but not upset. My friend introduced me to his brother who, incidentally, wasn’t gay. ☺️
