Trash Panda (Shift Work #3)

For all that Ive told my best friend, Rollie, that his past doesnt define him, its hard to believe it about myself.

Id give Rollie anything he needs. After all, he gave me a place to live when I needed space from my family. It doesnt seem like a big deal to share my prescription with him too. We share practically everything else these days, so why not help him out? Not like anyone else is willing to help shifters like us, the broken ones who dont quite fit in.

Except my condition is getting worse and I cant seem to hide it anymore. Thats not the only thing I cant hide; somewhere along the line, I fell for Rollie, but how could he feel the same about me when I feel like garbage?