“I don’t think I want to do this,” I tell him. “You’re the one who made the bet.” “I know, but I thought I’d win.” “Dex will be fine,” Oskar says, still jumping. “We might tease him a lot, but that man is resilient. Besides, look at it this way. By putting space between you two, we’re stopping him from hurting you, which we both know he’d want. I like Dex, but you’re my boy. If that means that I have to be the asshole here, then so be it.” He offers me a pitying smile. “I’m doing this because I care.” I know he does. I can’t be mad at him when he really does think he’s doing the right thing.
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