It doesn't matter she said, right, obviously it mattered because that's what got him into this stupid mess. This entire situation was absolutely one hundred percent stupid, but he was absolutely one hundred percent stubborn. Geoffrey would not admit he was wrong.
He stayed quiet, he really didn't want to talk about Kat right now. He really didn't want to talk about feelings. He already spent most of his night chatting about romance with Jimmy, he didn't want to spend the rest of it talking about Kat. Kat who admitted she liked him, Kat who he didn't believe.
Geoffrey dropped his head into his hands. This was stupid. His father was stressed about darkening times and here Geoffrey was being a teenager. What had he said earlier in the summer? Something about how he was growing up? Right, like that worked out.
"Yeah I know." He said finally, knowing that Flissa had meant to help, and understanding the loyalty she felt towards her best friend. He looked up again when she mentioned something about a gift. That would surely take his mind off things. He watched her rumage through her pockets.