[ 'Our friendship won't be hurt if it isn't' wasn't exactly a 'Yes, I want this to be a genuine conversation', or even a 'Yes, I like you'—just a reassurance. It felt very much, if anything, like an attempt to blunt a rejection into something slightly more palatable.
William did his best to shove the feelings of disappointment to the side, but the fading glow of the wine had a funny way of amplifying them: he was still buzzed, yes, but in a way that felt terribly solitary. ]
Then I don't know. Maybe.
[ Maybe the whole you're very handsome, Will thing had been an attempt to assure him he'd find someone who wasn't Al—maybe he'd seen right through him from the beginning. ]
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William did his best to shove the feelings of disappointment to the side, but the fading glow of the wine had a funny way of amplifying them: he was still buzzed, yes, but in a way that felt terribly solitary. ]
Then I don't know. Maybe.
[ Maybe the whole you're very handsome, Will thing had been an attempt to assure him he'd find someone who wasn't Al—maybe he'd seen right through him from the beginning. ]
I've never thought about it much.
[ A lie. ]