Time to face the music. Or. Whatever. Taylor scrubs a hand through his hair and grumbles something along the lines of 'I am a god damned moron' under his breath before he pushes away from the wall. Right. Walking in like nothing happened isn't easy but hey. He can swing it.
Sitting next to Locus with an extra few inches of breathing room is also doable. Talking? Not so much.
"So...I made an assumption and acted like a jackass. Won't happen again." Well, it might, but he'll try. "We cool?"
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Time to face the music. Or. Whatever. Taylor scrubs a hand through his hair and grumbles something along the lines of 'I am a god damned moron' under his breath before he pushes away from the wall. Right. Walking in like nothing happened isn't easy but hey. He can swing it.
Sitting next to Locus with an extra few inches of breathing room is also doable. Talking? Not so much.
"So...I made an assumption and acted like a jackass. Won't happen again." Well, it might, but he'll try. "We cool?"