"You're right. We're friends," Noah said, soft and apologetic. He doesn't bother trying to hide behind a smile, and his expression falls into something miserable. He wishes he could go back to not existing, but he already doesn't know how long it's been, and Krem...
"I don't know what to do. My friend got into a fight with my boyfriend, and now..." He shakes his head and rubs his cheek over the smudge, staring at the ground. "Everything's wrong."
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Date: 2015-10-08 03:26 am (UTC)"I don't know what to do. My friend got into a fight with my boyfriend, and now..." He shakes his head and rubs his cheek over the smudge, staring at the ground. "Everything's wrong."