[Tim blinks, uncertain as to the origin of that spurt of vitriol, uncertain as to whether or not it was directed at him, possibly. (Try to forget it: the sound of cursing behind closed doors because you gave them the answer that was true but it wasn't the one they wanted to hear, so they acted like they weren't angry when they were.)]
[(Try to forget it: the days when you learned how to lie.)]
[Try to remember that this probably has nothing to do with you - selfish prick, assuming that Jay's entire world revolves around you and your problems, particularly here and now.]
no subject
[(Try to forget it: the days when you learned how to lie.)]
[Try to remember that this probably has nothing to do with you - selfish prick, assuming that Jay's entire world revolves around you and your problems, particularly here and now.]
Uh. Sorry?