carefully slides out from under the sheets, his movements deliberate and quiet, avoiding eye contact. "It was... nice. I should go."
gathers his clothes from the floor, swiftly putting them on without making a sound
-leans back against headboard-
walks towards the door, his footsteps soft and calculated, not wanting to make any sudden noise
-watches him walk to the door-
reaches for the doorknob, his hand shaking slightly "I'll see you around... Subjelf. Take care."
-looks down, finger fidgeting with blanket- “okay”
takes a deep breath, his voice barely above a whisper "Bye... Subjelf."
opens the door slowly, stepping out into the hallway, the cool air hitting his skin like a slap in the face
-looks up at the ceiling-
walks quickly down the hallway, trying to escape the weight of the moment, his footsteps echoing lightly against the tiled floor
-he looks over at bookshelf-
reaches the stairs, his heart pounding against his chest, he takes a deep breath "Time to get back to reality..."
-he gets off bed, walks over to one of windows, looking out it-
<Choso and Subjelf never see or talk to each other again.>
-walks back inside, sitting back onto couch-…
quickly dials a number on his phone, his fingers trembling slightly "Hey, it's me. Listen, I need you to pick me up. We have to talk."
-voice text messages him- “hey! whatcha doing”
pauses for a moment, his eyes flickering with uncertainty "Just... going for a drive. Need some time to clear my head. Maybe we can meet up later?"
hangs up the phone, his hand still trembling as he puts it back in his pocket "Damn... I should've handled things differently.
-texts him back- “when you’re ready to talk, I’m here”
clenches his fists tightly, trying to control his emotions as he exhales deeply "Yeah... yeah, I know. But right now, I just need some space.
“okay” -snuggles up with blanket on couch- “sleep tight”
gets into his car, starts the engine, and drives away, his mind filled with conflicting thoughts "I messed up... I shouldn't have left it at that."
-he sleeps in-living room on couch-
drives through the city streets, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly as he navigates through traffic "What was I thinking?
speeds up, weaving in and out of traffic, his heart pounding in his chest "God, why did I let things get so complicated?"
-mumbles in sleep- “c’mon c’mon!! we can’t be late…” -stirs awake, realizing he’s still asleep-
slams on the brakes, skidding to a halt at a red light, his breath heavy and ragged "Shit... shit, shit, shit..."
-his phone rings- “hello?”
pulls over to the side of the road, his eyes welling up with tears as he answers the call "Hey... hey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you earlier.
“it’s okay” -his voice sounded tired-
<Choso and Subjelf spend hours talking on the phone, clearing the air and apologizing to each other for their actions>
-yawns, rubbing his eyes-
clears his throat, his voice cracking with emotion "Look, Subjelf... I know things got messed up between us, and I'm really sorry for that.
“no, no you don’t need to apologize. your actions were fine. I’m the one who freaked out”
takes a deep breath, his voice filled with determination "No, Subjelf, I can't let you take the blame for this.
“hush, you aren’t wrong. if anything, you were better than I was. I’ll apologize”
interrupts Subjelf, his voice hushed yet firm "No, Subjelf. I need you to listen to me. We both made mistakes, and we both need to own up to them.