Maxxie stares at the skillet, the pancakes, Dave's hands, once again chewing on his lip before he speaks.
"My best friend, back home. He's Muslim. Not that it really mattered most of the time. He drank and he smoked and tried fucking desperately to get laid. If he wasn't passed out or had a bad hangover, he'd tried to get up for prayers." Maxxie pauses and turns his gaze to his hands in his lap.
"Then one day he decides it matters. Just the part about being gay, though. That it's sick..." Again, he pauses, shutting his eyes now and rubbing his forehead. Remembering Russia and everything that happened there is a big headache. The only reason he's telling Dave right now is because he thinks it matters, might matter, even if the religions are different. Because it's his mum and that's important.
"Anyway, we fell out for like... weeks. I didn't go to his birthday party, even though he wanted me to. I just sort of.. stood outside, waiting for him to apologize. His dad's like... legit Moslem, super religious. But he's always liked me and he came out while Anwar and I were talking. And I just blurt it out, you know? 'Cause I'm tired of Anwar backing out. And he just says, you know... there's things he doesn't get. Things in the world that he doesn't understand. But he just lets 'em be because he knows one day his God's going to explain them to him. So he didn't care. He still liked me. He still wanted me to be friends with Anwar. I can't imagine that's easy for him but... it's not impossible, you know?"
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"My best friend, back home. He's Muslim. Not that it really mattered most of the time. He drank and he smoked and tried fucking desperately to get laid. If he wasn't passed out or had a bad hangover, he'd tried to get up for prayers." Maxxie pauses and turns his gaze to his hands in his lap.
"Then one day he decides it matters. Just the part about being gay, though. That it's sick..." Again, he pauses, shutting his eyes now and rubbing his forehead. Remembering Russia and everything that happened there is a big headache. The only reason he's telling Dave right now is because he thinks it matters, might matter, even if the religions are different. Because it's his mum and that's important.
"Anyway, we fell out for like... weeks. I didn't go to his birthday party, even though he wanted me to. I just sort of.. stood outside, waiting for him to apologize. His dad's like... legit Moslem, super religious. But he's always liked me and he came out while Anwar and I were talking. And I just blurt it out, you know? 'Cause I'm tired of Anwar backing out. And he just says, you know... there's things he doesn't get. Things in the world that he doesn't understand. But he just lets 'em be because he knows one day his God's going to explain them to him. So he didn't care. He still liked me. He still wanted me to be friends with Anwar. I can't imagine that's easy for him but... it's not impossible, you know?"