Cecily: I am in love, but I cannot be. He left me once. He returned unceremoniously, and I welcomed him back stupidly. Because this is the meaning of love. It’s a fear and punishment matrix.

Alexander: If you’re wanting to lament your fear and punishment matrix you’re barking up the wrong tree. My last six months has been a hellscape of stratagems, cheating, polyamory, passive aggression, and twenty year-old gay hormones.