in-person: neil & mere
[It would be easier, he knew, to keep this over text and not in person. Face to face was always harder. But Neil felt as though this was the right way to do it... even though he wasn't sure what it was. From the start things had been difficult, but they'd only gotten worse from there and now, now, he honestly didn't know how to move forward. He loved Mere, but they were both unhappy. And it wasn't right, if he still had some semblance of feelings for Sam, to keep going, to lie, to pretend. Their relationship was supposed to be a good thing, and it had been. He hoped it could be again. But right now it was just hurt and more hurt, misery atop misery, and that needed to stop. Maybe some time could be good for them. A chance to breathe. To think. Time for themselves.
He entered the penthouse quietly, kicked off his shoes, and rounded the corner.] Mere?