"We're..." this is what he wanted, right? To be like this? To be more than friends? This is what you do, he's reasonably certain and good he has never missed having game add much as he does now. Thankfully his escape is aided by wash-

It's a relief up until it abruptly isn't. Hello wall, hello wash, hello feeling five kinds of stupid. "Doing what he wants? Except I misjudged everything, apparently. Story of my fucking life right there,"