Sam's face turned red. "No..." he said. "I've never had one. I've always been that weird kid. You know the one - the one that gets bullied in 7th grade and is pushed into a trash can, then he pretends he's a turtle. That kid." His face turned redder. "That... uh... oh, boy..." He cleared his throat. "Sorry you had to heard that... um... boyfriend?" He instantly regretted his question, and assumed his face was fire hydrant red by now.