
he should have known better than to be even remotely decent. each time he attempted to in the past, he was given the same response; stop while you’re ahead. a reason to why he stopped caring most of the time. then again, there were always times he tried to be better… he just didn’t get very far.
it was the prime reason he take back several steps so to speak. that way, he didn’t have to explain himself anymore — it was hard enough attempting to be decent as it was. he still didn’t know how to explain himself. “never mind,” he finally said. “forget it.”