City of Angel - Gay Getaways, #2

Angel After my parents disowned me for not being the heterosexual "Angel" they'd wanted, I spent my twenties doing everything  - or everyone. I didn't want a relationship back then, and turning thirty hasn't changed that. Just hypothetically, even if I'm just a little bit lonely, where would I meet a man for settling down? Definitely not at work. The guys who bleach back there aren't exactly homebodies.
LA's gay scene isn't known for long-term relationships. Making a friend would be enough for me: someone not in the West Hollywood scene. Isn't there an app where I can offer visitors a place to sleep? I could do that. Strictly no hanky-panky, and especially no one acting like they're my stay-at-home husband. There's room in my condo, but my heart is closed for business. Rocky I could stand to lose a few pounds.
I never thought Elaine would actually dump me for my weight. That didn't do wonders for my confidence. But maybe I just need a change of place. Aren't all the good opportunities on the coasts? Especially job opportunities. And dating opportunities. LA is full of single women, that much I know. There's even an ad offering a free place to stay right in the middle of the city. It says over and over "sorry guys, no romance or sex." If the host has to say that, I bet she's hot. City of Angel is a gay romcom full of relocation, reconsideration, and pigmentation.