[ Y'know, this has been fun but it's really starting to toe the line where it's not fun anymore and instead getting way too real. He huffs behind the mask, shifting his stance into something fed up, something defensive. ]
Listen. This thing we got going? It's been super fun but it's not real. Whatever happened yesterday wasn't real and sure, I wouldn't say no to getting into your spandex but you're clearly not interested so can we just... not do this right now? Because I'm way too heartbroken to keep this up forever.
Can I just have this? One evening of pretending there's actually someone in this fucking place that likes me?