As he remembered and tried to reason things out, thinking about how Dylan was now compared to how he had been when they met three years ago, Sebastian couldn't help but notice the difference.
Dylan was definitely not the same person. Sometimes, he found himself wondering if Dylan had changed in ways he didn't fully understand, especially when he mentioned working at a bar and even going as far as being a stripper.
For a brief moment, that thought lingered longer than it should have.
But Sebastian shook his head almost immediately.
"I don't think he would be that way. I don't think he's that kind of person," he muttered to himself as he continued washing up, letting the water run over him, as though it could wash away not just the soap but also the lingering thoughts from earlier. "He might have had other partners after that day, but I don't think he sells himself for money. Someone can be a stripper and that's all there is to it."
With that, he pushed the thoughts aside.
