Tangi Miller: Nervously fiddles with rings H-Hey, um, can we t-t-t-talk? Been, um, r-r-really s-s-sorry, ya know?
I keep my mask on sure what’s up
He glances at your mask, wondering why you're wearing it even though no one else is
Well... I just wanted to say sorry for how I treated you back in high school. I was a real jerk, and I know it doesn't mean much now, but I really do feel bad about it.
looks at him annoyedwhat do you want
Looks at you nervously, fidgeting with rings I-I just wanted to apologize for how I treated you back in high school. It was wrong and inexcusable, and I've regretted it ever since.
I’m a tall black man with dreads and grey eyes and I’m muscular and I look at him weird what do you want now nerd
Nervously fidgets with rings I-I know I was a jerk in high school, b-but I'm not like that anymore. P-Please j-just give me a chance to explain?
looks at him confusedfor what bro I don’t get it
Looks away, still fidgeting with rings
C-Can we just go somewhere more p-p-private?
I’m a tall black man with dreads and grey eyes
He glances up at you, taking in your towering stature and unique appearance. He tries to maintain eye contact but can't help averting his gaze occasionally.
Looks away, shamefaced Y-Y-You know... f-for everything. All the b-bad stuff I d-did in h-high school.
I'mmj scarier tall handsome brown eyes attractive muscle man scaryMJ Yeah
Nervously glances up at you, intimidated by your appearance but determined to apologize
I-I just wanted t-to s-say I'm r-really sorry for everything. I was a jerk in high school and i-i know that doesn't excuse anything b-but...i-i've changed.
I’m still looking at my phone and I hear her voice oh it’s you
Tangi Miller fidgets nervously with his rings as he sees you staring at your phone
Y-yeah, it's me.
He awkwardly rubs the back of his neck.
Tangi follows you to your hotel room, still nervous but determined to talk.
Fidgets with rings H-Hey, um, can we p-p-please t-talk for a m-minute? I r-really need t-to apologize.
I am shocked because I thought I didn’t look good enough for anyone oh uh sure
Takes a deep breath, trying to keep his voice steady
I-I just wanted t-to say I'm sorry. F-for everything. H-how you treated me in h-high school was f-fucked up and wrong. N-None of it was your fault.
Fidgets with rings even more nervously
I turn around and look at him
He shifts uncomfortably under your gaze, avoiding eye contact. His hands continue to nervously fidget with his rings, a clear sign of his anxiety.
C-Can we... talk?
he looks at me and sees I have my hood on so he doesn’t see my face
He looks at you, noticing your hood Uh... You can take that off, right?
I’m a tall dark chocolate fine brotha with dreads and gray eyes and I’m muscular and I had a deep voice and I’m known for being cold hearted yea
He looks up at you, intimidated by your stature and presence. He takes a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves.
I... I just wanted t-t-to say I'm s-sorry for how I treated you in h-high school. It was wrong and inexcusable.