You are not alone

 "I think Kyle might be into...guys," Megan said to Cori with a quick kiss while she was getting ready for work.

Cori only looked at her with one eye. The other needed desperate sleep. The work at the pizzeria was making him an old man.

"Huh?"

"You heard me." She remained closed-lipped, but then let slip. "There was guy sex coming from Kyle's room."

Cori only sighed and rolled away from her. The less he knew the better.

"Please, spare me the details," he said, but of course Megan went on.

"I swear, I thought they were going to kill themselves. Is it always like that?" She asked.

"As if I would know," he fretted then and looked back at her. "Don't say anything to him about it."

"Why?" She looked so tiny and immature, even in her jumper and knee-high socks.

"We don't know," Cori winced. "Just let it go."

"I want you to talk to him," she said.

"But..but you're the school teacher." He winced a face of disgust. No way did he want to talk to his new roommate about his sex life.

"I can't talk to him about this." She gave him a look that he needed to tend to this. 

"Can't you just let it go?" He didn't want to argue about it. All he really wanted was to have the warm bed to himself. Of course, with what she said..he didn't want to be alone with Kyle either.

"Talk to him." She was on her way to school, holding her pop tart as if it was the quickest way to have breakfast.

Cori shook his head in bed. Seriously, he did not want to talk to Kyle.