“we have history, ky. i know how you work— and it’s exhausting being mad all the time, but you never fail in bringing those emotions up in me all over again. ninety percent of the time lately, anything with you has been height comments or shit about my current nonexistent love life. so until you give me reason to believe you’re trying to be genuinely nice again, i’m not going to.”

        _{“i’m attempting to be – that’s something, isn’t it?” in his mind, he honestly thought it was. “’course, if i wanted to be rude? i could very well bring up a few hundred things, but for now? i’ll keep my lips sealed.” not that he couldn’t insult her for simply breathing, but still – he was trying to be decent. even if the attempt… wasn’t really going to end up working well. “more or less.”}