xxxxyou can say you only think you know
xxxxplease, there's a better bit of me to see yet
xxxxcause you haven't seen any of my best
xxxxyou know i hate myself without you now
"I don't care about you throwing parties or whatever. Just tidy up after yourself and I'll do the same. I suppose we should have some sort of rota for the other stuff, right? Groceries and all that shit?" He added, folding his arms again. More than ever he just wanted to break down, to ask August to forgive him, that he hadn't really meant it, he'd just wanted to protect them both. And he still needed to. He wasn't putting it past his father to drop in and "visit" at some point, and he needed to keep up the icy exterior.
"Had you planned on any big "drowning your sorrows" party tonight? Commiserating about being roomed with me?" He asked, somehow managing to make it sound like a casual question, even if the words injected the venom he needed. He sure as hell wasn't. He didn't have many friends left. Everyone had sided with August after Cal had cut him off, and he couldn't blame any of them.