[ He won't take back anything he said, but he's so sorry for ever mentioning it. He can't say he didn't expect this to happen; he knew it would, that's why he'd been silent about it, and now it's out. He doesn't even know what to say, doesn't know if there is anything to say.
Because he doesn't have that right to ask if they can still be best friends, not now, maybe not anymore.
He just gets to his feet again. His chest feels tight and he just... wants to go. Run away? Yes. Just somewhere. ]
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[ He won't take back anything he said, but he's so sorry for ever mentioning it. He can't say he didn't expect this to happen; he knew it would, that's why he'd been silent about it, and now it's out. He doesn't even know what to say, doesn't know if there is anything to say.
Because he doesn't have that right to ask if they can still be best friends, not now, maybe not anymore.
He just gets to his feet again. His chest feels tight and he just... wants to go. Run away? Yes. Just somewhere. ]