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you said you led me on first!
you said you led me on, you said we weren't friends, and now you're mad at me for agreeing with you.
and!
i!
didn't!
break!
in!
i was checking in on you! because i was scared! i've said this, like! five! times!
you were my first port out. you were my first friend, and i thought i had a way to save you, and i thought i was doing something good and i know now that i was wrong.
i don't

[ aslgkmsgasglhgh. michael smears his forearm over his eyes, livid and silently bawling like the selfish stupid baby he is. there's a bit of a delay because he keeps tearing up too much to see the keyboard. ]

i don't want to fight with you
be angry with me all you want
i like you and i'm sorry. if you really think i'm a lunatic, then fine, whatever
i just missed you. but fine, call me a lunatic, call me a monster.
just
leave me alone

oh my god
i said ur ACTING like a lunatic not that u ARE one
just like i said i WASNT trying to lead u on and that we were BARELY friends
BARELY
like as in we JUST MET its quantity not quality
what the hell is ur PROBLEM

[ Is this really happening... this is the most bizarre argument Reggie has had in a while. Why are they even arguing?? ]

and i GET that u were scared ok
im not mad about that
but how the hell do u think i felt when i got back and saw the state all u freaks left my place in
like for fucks sake
u want me to leave u alone then i will.

obviously i don't really want you to leave me alone!

[ oh my god ]

my problem is

[ typing. dot dot dot. ]

i don't know
this just sucks
i fucked up really bad
it's like no matter how hard i try to be a good friend or a good person or to do the right thing i just always always screw up and ruin everything
i don't know why i'm like this

i'm sorry
for fucking up your house and for being a freak and for bringing you back and for getting upset

Edited (grammars for cowards) 2019-01-21 09:56 (UTC)

[ Jesus Christ.

Reggie has to just set his phone down and get up for a minute, outletting some of his frustration by pacing around the room and pulling at his hair; after a couple of minutes, he picks it back up again. ]

would u freaking calm the hell down already
like
just calm down
fucking relax

what's the point of calming down
calming down won't make you my friend again

[ jesus CHRIST.

pacing would probably do michael some good. putting his phone down At Fucking All would probably do him some good. he doesn't do either of these things. he just sinks further into his seat and keeps typing. just keeps typing. just blindly keeps typing into his phone, digging his hole further and further. still crying.

like a bitch. ]

can you just say you forgive me
and that we're good
if you do i'll calm down

no!
why would i wanna be ur friend if u DONT calm down
do u think this is fun for me
like... do u
i'll forgive u later when im actually over it
not now when ur being a huge pain in my ass

no
but how do i KNOW you'll be over it later
why do i have to wait when you can just get over it NOW

[ this really doesn't look like it's going to go anywhere. michael's just gonna keep swinging petulant, childish bullshit at his phone as if he'll be able to wear reggie down and make everything good between them again through force. his selfish and desperate cries for attention are just gonna get worse. more obnoxious. even less empathetic than they already have been, probably. you know, because he's a cool person and definitely not the antichrist who thrives on chaos and always finds his way back to it, even here when he's acting like he just got removed from reggie's top 8 list on myspace.

he doesn't calm down, but the frustration does start to outweigh the guilt and the shame, and he finds things to be angry about. reggie being an asshole by not immediately declaring him his best friend, obviously. sabrina for making him do this. his dad, just because, you know, everything comes back to his dad. he's 80% salt when he sends his next set of texts. ]

fine. fine, okay, i get it
i'll leave you alone, okay? i'm just going to go
just
tell me when you're over it

[

No, this doesn't look like it's going to go anywhere any time soon. Reggie's not against "forgiving" Michael, even, not against staying friends, but he's sure as hell not going to bend over backwards right now to coddle Michael's hysterics while he's not only still pretty mad and unsettled by the original confession, but all the more aggravated by this stupid argument.

So if this is where they're leaving things for now? Fine. Reggie isn't exactly chomping at the bit to beg Michael to keep talking to him. He likes him (usually, more or less), but not enough to sacrifice that much dignity over. Especially not after he's already put this much time into arguing.

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