I mean, it's not like it ended totally poorly. It just...we're still friends. I suppose. In a way.
[Again, it's complicated. Keats takes off his glasses, rubbing his eyes with a sigh. Asher, showing him sympathy? It's weird. People showing him sympathy in general is weird.]
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[Again, it's complicated. Keats takes off his glasses, rubbing his eyes with a sigh. Asher, showing him sympathy? It's weird. People showing him sympathy in general is weird.]
It's just all up in the air, really.