I .. my... [ He's silent a moment. a heartbeat really his expression which had been laid back and calm cracks, shoulders slump a frown tugging at his mouth - suddenly he looks so tired when he finally answers. ] No. No she's not my girlfriend. She's a friend from back home and she likes someone else.
Can we... [ His voice cracks slightly. ] Can we just not talk about how I screwed stuff up?
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Can we... [ His voice cracks slightly. ] Can we just not talk about how I screwed stuff up?