That was just frustrating. He didn't even know how to respond to that besides with a childish 'FINE I WON'T.'
He knew he was just being irrationally angry. That didn't help much.
He turned away, pondering kicking the door again to blow off some steam. He decided against it. "And fucking Lindsey, accusing me of goading you," he muttered. "How the fuck did you get so deep in with her that she'll misread a fight for you?"
Yes, maybe he was a bit bitter that his best friend would not stand up for him and accused him of being an aggressor when he was the one getting picked on.
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He knew he was just being irrationally angry. That didn't help much.
He turned away, pondering kicking the door again to blow off some steam. He decided against it. "And fucking Lindsey, accusing me of goading you," he muttered. "How the fuck did you get so deep in with her that she'll misread a fight for you?"
Yes, maybe he was a bit bitter that his best friend would not stand up for him and accused him of being an aggressor when he was the one getting picked on.