"Uh huh." She didn't believe that for a second. And it was her fault he was upset. Romilda didn't like herself very much at that moment. She felt like the world's worst friend.
Biting down on her lip harder, Romilda knew she needed to go. Hell, she had already rejected Dennis once. It wouldn't hurt to do it again. What could happen? She'd just be an even worse friend?
Scooting off the bed and looking all sorts of miserable, Romilda frowned at Dennis. "I am sorry. You're wonderful. But I.. I mean. I should go to my next class." She hadn't wanted to hurt anyone and now she had.