louis d/ren s
[He stares at it for a really long time. He walks away, he closes it down, he gets a drink, he goes out, he comes back, he gets another drink and opens it back up again and stares while he downs the bottle, after which he writes before he can lose his nerve.]
It is important, cause not that it changes anything, but you didn't tell me shit that was kind of a big deal, and that's on you. You should have told me a long time before I ended up just having it thrown in my face unexpectedly, Louis. That was shitty of you, and for the record, if we're going to be 'friends' if that's even possible, I kinda expect that I don't have to find out the big nonsense from other people, or like, just by being in the right place at the right time. And if you don't think I'm worth telling or you don't want to tell me or whatever, that's fine, but we aren't friends then and we'll never be friends, we're just acquaintances that used to fuck and we can set expectations accordingly.
And for my part, there's stuff I didn't tell you, and that's on me and I'm going to work on being better about it. With my friends anyway.