Re: Call: Cat/Reece
[Rubbing his nose.] You want to make me suffer, is what you want. [He thinks, nervously tapping the phone as he does so.] I mean...., it's romantic? My love. It's romantic love. Not friend love. It feels different to me. I like Destiny, as a friend. I want to... I don't know, occasionally know how she's doing and hope she's doing good. I wish her happiness with her boyfriend, that kind of thing. I want to talk to you and be near you and with you and... like, involved with you, actively, ...pretty much always, which, uh, maybe is weird. I feel jealous. I feel... I mean, you do get me sprung, don't think you don't. It just isn't anything I feel... I have to act on right now or I'll die, which I know makes you think it isn't—that it isn't real or as meaningful or felt as deeply. But, I don't think that's the case. Um. Yeah.