by Simon Kipling » Thu Jun 02, 2011 4:25 pm
Simon sighed, rubbing his face yet again.
"I don't know what to say Chloe. I mean, I guess I'm supposed to be really mad and scream and rant but I just... I don't feel that. And I kind of feel bad for not feeling like that, because it makes it seem like I don't think what we have is important when I really do. I don't want to be mad at you, or disappointed in you. I want to be understanding. Because I've seen my roommate's bush and slept inside of him, plus I work around naked women all the time. And if you can stick with me through all of that, then this is the least I can do, right?"
He turned to Chloe, a small, weak smile on his lips.
"It means a lot to me that you did come and tell me. You could have kept this a secret and I'd never have known."