Queer available. Provided you're interested.

Yesterday
"Can I cook breakfast for you tomorrow? You look like you lost weight. How do you like your eggs?"

Frankly, I have no preference. It depends on my mood and tastebud actually. He decided that it shall be scrambled eggs without onions (yucks!) and I offered to bring a toaster to work as my toast must, must be crispy and fresh.

"Will you marry me? We might not have kids but we'll definitely have beautiful shoes together..."

Sometimes I do wonder if he's actually straight in the closet as he gazes at boobs but only at those of huge proportions with amazement. Like a child at a candy bar, eyes rolled. But this is the guy that understood the pain I felt for my heels when I fell on the pavement and scratched it. We mourned together and cried invisible tears.

"Let's shag... you look hot today with your Amy Winehouse pumps. Seriously, will you shag me?"

If he was the last male on earth and the whole of humanity depended on me to reproduce? I will kindly decline. It's not that the slut's (that's my pet name for him) not good looking. On the contrary, he's quite pleasing to the eyes for someone his standard. It's just me. He's obviously not my type. And I don't do one 'time' stands. Well, I would consider if it was through artificial insemmination but I will have to undergo major and intense therapy after. Seriously. I'm already confused enough.

Today
Apparently, Slut woke up at 5.30am to cook. He brought bread, scrambled eggs with and without onions and chilli, tomatoes, cucumbers, tuna mayo, chicken mayo and a whole array of goodies all packed nicely in a Shangri-La mooncake paper bag. He took the stairs instead of the lift and walked two floors up. Arrived at the office puffing and panting. Said he did not want to and I quote him "look suspiciously like an aunty in Prada shoes".

I enjoyed my slutty breakfast. Am officially stuffed. The food he prepared was enough to feed the whole department. We have decided to forego eating during lunchtime and pop by Starbucks KLCC to sip and gawk at beautiful people passing by.

Here comes the point of this post.
If you're somewhat gay and looking, let me know for Slut is so available.
He cooks, he's into fashion, he's caring and his hormones are raging :)