Shit. Shit. Shit. Not helping. God DAMMIT where was Michael when I needed him!?
"... I'm sorry."
I moved without really thinking about it, partly to catch her so she wouldn't fall and partly out of the urge to hug the poor girl that I'd been uncertain about acting on since I got here.
"Hey, I'm sorry. If... would it help if you talked about it?"
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"... I'm sorry."
I moved without really thinking about it, partly to catch her so she wouldn't fall and partly out of the urge to hug the poor girl that I'd been uncertain about acting on since I got here.
"Hey, I'm sorry. If... would it help if you talked about it?"