[He’d be interested in knowing what Jay thinks he’s been doing all this time, but he’s not at a petty enough point to say it out loud. He keeps looking at the cat, as if that might distract him from the conversation that’s rapidly unraveling over what was meant to be cake and video games.]
[Whose fault is that, exactly?]
[There’s no right answer here. Saying “no” would just make this all worse.]
no subject
[Whose fault is that, exactly?]
[There’s no right answer here. Saying “no” would just make this all worse.]
...sure. What?