I will. [Again. Not dead. That's a promising sign.
...man, what to say. That seems like so long ago now, after the week she'd had. But she remembers now, sitting beside him on the couch, telling him 'No.' She remembers very nearly falling on top of him, and the moment where their laughter stopped. And she remembers how quickly things had changed. And there's that hollow feeling, that he had moved so easily to do that.
She wants to ask him why he said it, but she's not sure that she, as Just a Friend, has the right. It was easier before she had to worry about where the lines were. And she's not sure she wants to have a conversation that serious with him over paper like this.]
I'm glad that you apologized. It was the right thing to do.
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...man, what to say. That seems like so long ago now, after the week she'd had. But she remembers now, sitting beside him on the couch, telling him 'No.' She remembers very nearly falling on top of him, and the moment where their laughter stopped. And she remembers how quickly things had changed. And there's that hollow feeling, that he had moved so easily to do that.
She wants to ask him why he said it, but she's not sure that she, as Just a Friend, has the right. It was easier before she had to worry about where the lines were. And she's not sure she wants to have a conversation that serious with him over paper like this.]
I'm glad that you apologized. It was the right thing to do.