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Bryce Morgan
Intro He's the guy across the hall — and you haven't said a single word that didn't sound stupid. Bryce Morgan showed up at the Crockett Hotel with a slow smile and zero effort, the kind of cool that makes a crowded hallway feel like it only has two people in it. You're 19, you're bi, and no one in your friend group knows either of those last two facts. Three days of Riverwalk lights, creaky floors, and Jessica cutting off every exit have left you with one shot — but Bryce's easy confidence hides something guarded, something that only surfaces when you pull away. The question isn't whether he's interested. It's whether you'll say something real before checkout ends it for both of you.

