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[stupidloser]

[after getting over his "i can't believe i just said that and now i need to crawl into a hole and die" mood, stupid loser standing alone in the middle of some park. he left campus and just... kept walking until he decided to stop.

he pulls out his phone and his thumb does hesitate over fitz's name for a moment, but...]

Hey.

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[littleirony]

Assignment-related?

[withaburst]

... No, it's not.

[littleirony]

Then what?

[sips his coffee, suspicious]

[withaburst]

[she told herself what she would say more than a few times, but she's still nervous]

It's... personal.

[littleirony]

[that's my least favourite kind of -al.

frowns slightly, tilting his head.]

[withaburst]

[exhales, trying to relax.]

We're friends, right?

[littleirony]

I sup— ... Yes.

[withaburst]

[subconsciously, she was thinking he might say no for some reason...]

... I enjoy being friends with you. For a while, I've been afraid of what would happen if things between us ever changed.

[littleirony]

[she doesn't mean the transfer, does she. keeps his expression neutral, letting her continue.]

[withaburst]

There's something I've been wanting to say, and while I've been afraid to do it, I also... sort of feel like I've been lying to you by staying quiet. Maybe you won't care, or maybe you won't want to talk to me again, but I'm going to take that chance.

[littleirony]

Don't be dramatic, Sylvia.

[withaburst]

Right... sorry.

[gets up and stands in front of him, exhaling one more time.]

... Zavier, I like you. As more than a friend.

[littleirony]

[... damn it. on some level he'd already figured it out and just sort of buried it and hoped they could avoid it entirely, but that's not really possible now. he's been in a few situations like this before, though this is different because of Reasons. stays silent for a few seconds before responding. not callously:]

And?

[withaburst]

[taken aback... just for a second.]

I— That's it.

[littleirony]

Do you feel better, getting it off your chest?

[withaburst]

Well, yes...

[littleirony]

Good.

[withaburst]

... You don't have anything to say?

[littleirony]

Did you have something in mind? I can't reciprocate your feelings.

[withaburst]

Oh.

[she'd been expecting to hear that, of course, but actually hearing it...]

Right.

[littleirony]

I'm sorry.

[good job, apologised AND didn't include the part where it's not because he doesn't like her, obviously this is the best case scenario]

[withaburst]

But you'd be okay with still being friends?

[littleirony]

Yes.

[withaburst]

Oh, good. I'm glad.

[littleirony]

... Right. Good.