"I don't resent you, Jonesie," Wayne said, setting his guitar to the side and leaning forward in the chair. "And I'm done. I've been acting like a stupid, spoiled arse all week and it's not doing anyone a bit of good."
He bit his lip as he retreated into his own head for a moment. Kicking himself for not making Keeper was one thing, but lashing out at Megan for it was just wrong. It was time to try to repair some of the damage he'd caused during his week of silent sulking.
"I'm sorry I avoided you," he finally said, his gaze dropping to the floor. "I'm sorry I didn't congratulate you like you deserved, because you're a bloody brilliant Keeper and you deserve to play."
He raised his head again, and grinned. "And I'm sorry I had to make you work so hard to get the spot."