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or something.

I didn't leave, but it felt like i was home. apparently i was just sleeping for a couple of days, in this weird cocoon thing?? idfk it happened to waverly too awhile back.

thing is, i remember more shit from home. and that got me thinking and now im manning up or whatever. owning up to my shit.

Shit. Glad you're not in a cocoon coma anymore, I guess.

_{[This is sure... something. Which in turns makes it really hard to downplay as nothing.]}

Then you can check me off your list. You were whacked out on whatever was going on that month, I know that, and it's over now. I didn't get extra hairy on the full moon. It all worked out.

_{[Doesn't make her fine with it, because no one's fine knowing what it's like to have a wolf sink its teeth into you, but what does him raking himself over the coals change? It happened.]}

I haven't told anyone.

good

[ Other than the obvious concern about injuries and death, Cliff was more concerned about himself back then. Human blood is bad news for animal people and now, after everything with Raven, he understands perfectly well exactly how bad it can be. ]

thanks for not telling people. i'd get it if you did but werewolves get a bad enough rep as it is.

At least you'd be playing to type?

haha. real funny.

i'll take it we're okay then?

_{[About as funny as a girl on team wolf in a wolf fur dress getting run down by a bona fide wolf boy.]}

Sympatico.

[ There's too much irony in their lives. ]

cool. [ He considers for a moment if he should ask her to go to the New Year's party with him, but in the end he chickens out. That feels like pushing his luck. ]

see you around

Not until after this shit is over you won't. I'm not going to freeze my balls off in this if I can help it.

Have you been to school? You can pay me back by catching me up on anything important I've missed.

uuh sometimes?? i haven't been out much lately.

i can bring your homework over if u want

So you can freeze to death instead? Look, you probably shouldn't be going to school, either.

I usually don't.

look, after all the blood and guts and fucking incense over the last couple of months, i need some fresh air. i can handle the cold for a little while.

at least let me get you groceries or whatever. to apologise.

Pass. I'm fine. I don't need to be a stop on your guilt trip so you can get fucked up.

_{[The rest of the sentence goes without saying: because of me.]}

You finally got to show off your wolf thing. You should be happy.

[ If that didn't just break his entire heart, nothing will. Maybe she didn't meant for it to be as brutal as it was, but he can't see it any other way and whatever tiny shred of hope he had left that they could at least be friends is completely destroyed.

Well. Serves you right. ]

i wont bother u anymore

_{[Story of her life: wishing everything could go without saying and sounding brutal when she has to say it.

And he's making her say more things because she can see what he's doing. The hangdog routine? Not gonna fly.]}

Really, that's all you have? You busted out an apology text but can't handle me giving you crap?

If I felt like there was a score to settle I'd give you permission to do something risky so you can feel better about it. But I don't. So no, you're not coming to my house.

It wasn't your fault. Apology accepted. Stop with the pity party.

[ Well. Okay. This is a bad idea but so is everything else he does, so why not lean into it. Burn some bridges. ]

what the fuck is your deal, henry

like, be mad at me. i deserve it, you SHOULD be fucking pissed at me but you can't keep doing this thing were you act like its fine and then soon as i think we're good u throw it back in my face. its not fair. i dont want ur fucking pity i just want you to be straight with me for once so i don't have to be so fucking scared around u all the time.

it doesnt matter what i do bc itll always be the wrong thing with u. every time. so fuck u, henry. im not talking to u anymore.

_{[Wow, all right.]}

No, fuck you, Clifford.

I am pissed. Have you considered for like one second it's not always about you? But sure, go off.

no i know its always about u and ur fucking trauma that u never talk about but expect me to know anyway so i dont piss u off

thats what its been like since i met you. you decided that im a selfish sleezebag on day one and then you just waited for me to fuck up so you can be right about me. ive been trying to be your friend and if thats all we were going to be, then that wouldve been fine. that's more than enough.

but you dont want that. you never wanted that and im done. hate me or feel sorry for yourself or whatever, i dont care anymore. im done.

_{[Throwing the 't' word at her, too. Boy came to play.]}

I'm so sorry I'm a person who didn't come with a handy instruction manual for you and I'm so hard to be around. I don't know what happened to you when you went home, but don't put your shit on me and call it what I want.

By the way, turning an apology into an angry screed about how you're bad but I'm worse? There's your dick move you were afraid I'd throw in your face.

[ No response. ]

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