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G A B R I E LXS H U R L E Y
#73a09c
The boy would listen to Gabriel, his anger subsiding inside him. He felt bad, things like this he was not the type of person to him, he supposed it was anger. But not towards Jay, towards the situation they were placed in. It wasn't fair they had somewhat made up last night, and Gabriel had gotten jealous. That he wasn't in the situation where he and Jay kept their friendship. Without thinking, the male would stand up hesitating over the rain pouring down. He would simply dash towards Jay, running in the rain, right now he wasn't in the state of caring over what got wet or didn't. Not even a week into this project, and he fucked up. "Jay!" he yelled at the other boy, the rain drowning out his voice. He would eventually run after him disregarding probability of getting punched, he would begin to speak.
"Look.....I'm...I'm sorry. It's not you I was angry, you were just the person I could easily place blame on. I didn't know you stuck up for me, that would explain the paint on the locker."
He spoke about the writing on his lockers, before looking down. He would take a breath in the rain and look up towards Jay. "Can we continue this conversation at the apartment.....?" he asked. He knew he was in the wrong for his whole attitude, and he was bound to get a call from his mother. His brown hair was plastered to his face, as he would sigh. He hoped Jay was willing to talk to him. He fucked up majorly.
"Look.....I'm...I'm sorry. It's not you I was angry, you were just the person I could easily place blame on. I didn't know you stuck up for me, that would explain the paint on the locker."
He spoke about the writing on his lockers, before looking down. He would take a breath in the rain and look up towards Jay. "Can we continue this conversation at the apartment.....?" he asked. He knew he was in the wrong for his whole attitude, and he was bound to get a call from his mother. His brown hair was plastered to his face, as he would sigh. He hoped Jay was willing to talk to him. He fucked up majorly.