Where The Heart Is

Since he’d started working at the gym, he’d managed to make enough for food and rent, but, now unemployed again, his meager savings won’t cover more than a month. He is so consumed by the situation that it ruins his weekly dinner date.“What’s going on, Lambert? You’ve been distracted,” Aiden frowns, “if you want me to shut up, say so.”“It’s nothing.”“I know you well enough not to fall for that.”Lambert hasn’t felt shame recently, but comparing his current situation with Aiden’s, he comes close. “The gym’s closed.”“Yeah, so?”“I was living paycheck-to-paycheck when it got shut down,” he admits, “looming homelessness is a bit distracting.”“Lamb, why didn’t you say something?”“I’m not exactly proud of it!”“It’s not a big deal. Living off savings is scary, but it won’t be for long; you’ll find something new.”“What savings?! If I don’t get a job in the next week, I’ll be on the street. Again!”“Again?” Aiden’s eyes widen, “you mentioned things were rough when you were younger, but you never said…”“Not when I was a kid. And it was only for two weeks," Lambert looks away.“You could- just hear me out on this, you could move in with me.”