“I think it’s better for you to put the focus on yourself. But just know, I’m happy to help however I can. I’m sure you’ve got Keene to help you too.” That sends my mood nosediving further. He’d be a lot of help, if only he weren’t the entire fucking reason for this little crisis I’m having in the first place. Then shit could just go back to normal, and I’d be getting laid tonight without worrying he’d pop into my head when I’m about to come.
