*i sit on his bed tired as hell cause he wants me to fix his damn iphone*
him: “ew get off my bed you’re naked in your boxers”
*literally gets febreze and sprays the bed*
me: “what are you afraid that you’re gonna catch the gay”
him: “psh no”
me: “you know there’s people that believe that”
him: “well… I’m not one of those people”
I can’t tell if I should be happy that my suitemate cares about my well-being or unhappy with realizing the fact that I literally don’t have rights in the majority of countries in the world and barely so in the U.S.