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This feels like a dumb question now I think about who I was asking.
October 11, 2025 at 10:48 PM
This feels like a dumb question now I think about who I was asking.
Oh. It was awkward for Nate. Though that wasn’t anything new. He exists in a perpetual state of awkwardness.
“Eh. I’ve tried it before but uh…”
He sort of chuckled.
“…I always ended up arguing with myself y’know?”
“Eh. I’ve tried it before but uh…”
He sort of chuckled.
“…I always ended up arguing with myself y’know?”
October 11, 2025 at 10:43 PM
Oh. It was awkward for Nate. Though that wasn’t anything new. He exists in a perpetual state of awkwardness.
“Eh. I’ve tried it before but uh…”
He sort of chuckled.
“…I always ended up arguing with myself y’know?”
“Eh. I’ve tried it before but uh…”
He sort of chuckled.
“…I always ended up arguing with myself y’know?”
He looked up and at Franklin as he sat down next to Nate. Honestly, he didn’t feel like socialising much.
But clearly it’s happening.
“Ha. I’ve uh. I’ve never been one for chatting much.”
But clearly it’s happening.
“Ha. I’ve uh. I’ve never been one for chatting much.”
October 6, 2025 at 4:20 PM
He looked up and at Franklin as he sat down next to Nate. Honestly, he didn’t feel like socialising much.
But clearly it’s happening.
“Ha. I’ve uh. I’ve never been one for chatting much.”
But clearly it’s happening.
“Ha. I’ve uh. I’ve never been one for chatting much.”
“Hm? Oh!”
He sort of tries to shake it off.
“Just one of those days, y’know?”
Obviously, Nate’s keeping his cards close to his chest.
He sort of tries to shake it off.
“Just one of those days, y’know?”
Obviously, Nate’s keeping his cards close to his chest.
October 5, 2025 at 1:36 AM
“Hm? Oh!”
He sort of tries to shake it off.
“Just one of those days, y’know?”
Obviously, Nate’s keeping his cards close to his chest.
He sort of tries to shake it off.
“Just one of those days, y’know?”
Obviously, Nate’s keeping his cards close to his chest.
- somehow you’re the less crazy one outta the two.”
He shrugged.
“Maybe you are the one who put you two at the crossroads.”
He shrugged.
“Maybe you are the one who put you two at the crossroads.”
August 19, 2025 at 11:56 PM
- somehow you’re the less crazy one outta the two.”
He shrugged.
“Maybe you are the one who put you two at the crossroads.”
He shrugged.
“Maybe you are the one who put you two at the crossroads.”
- little. Sure, Nate was still trying and still doing his best, but he was completely exhausted and obviously overwhelmed.
“Tryin’ to do the right thing and all of that.”
He was being—or trying to be—stiff upper lipped about it. Nate is English after all.
“Tryin’ to do the right thing and all of that.”
He was being—or trying to be—stiff upper lipped about it. Nate is English after all.
August 19, 2025 at 11:51 PM
- little. Sure, Nate was still trying and still doing his best, but he was completely exhausted and obviously overwhelmed.
“Tryin’ to do the right thing and all of that.”
He was being—or trying to be—stiff upper lipped about it. Nate is English after all.
“Tryin’ to do the right thing and all of that.”
He was being—or trying to be—stiff upper lipped about it. Nate is English after all.