[ic] Contact

[hisheartsdesire]

Tobias may one day learn to change the greeting on his voicemail. Until then, there's only the default.

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[inmyothertights]

Well, he asked me to explain this, so I get the feeling he probably isn't planning on leaving you about it.

Look, you might want to talk to him. I thought kissing him was awful, but then I'm not in love with him, okay?

[hisheartsdesire]

[He manages to compose himself, though he still feels stupid, guilty, and miserable.]

Then, thanks for explaining. I'm... sorry, I'm really the one at fault here because I should've given him a chance after seeing the photos. Instead I just took off and— [No, he just met Billy and can't possibly confide in just anyone.] Anyway, I can't promise anything, I can't face him right now, and if he asks anything about this, you've done whatever you could. The rest of this is on me.

[inmyothertights]

Good luck, okay?

But I don't think you'll need it.

I think he's pretty much waiting for you.

[hisheartsdesire]

Thanks. I think.

[He sighs.]

Let me just clear things up a bit. Originally, I ran off because of what I thought he did. Now, I'm staying away because of something I did. I don't know how else to explain this to him, I don't know that he understood when I tried to, but I just want to set the record straight since you did the same upon his request.

[inmyothertights]

[Billy's quiet a minute-]

You can't waste time like that here. You never know when someone will just leave you here.

[hisheartsdesire]

...I'll have deserved that, too, if it should happen. Besides, if either one of us goes back, I'm pretty certain we'll be in the same boat. That's the way I'd arrived here, it only serves that's exactly what I'll go back to. And he knows it, he knows what happened. There is no happy ending.

[inmyothertights]

Oooookay.

[hisheartsdesire]

[He's quiet for a moment, stewing in his stupidity.]

God, I'm... sorry. You're only trying to help, he asked you to call me, and you got dragged into explaining something that you didn't really have to at all because I realized soon enough that Dorian wasn't at fault. Really, I'm just... I'm sorry.

[inmyothertights]

Really, it's.

It's fine. Go find him. Make up. Okay?

[hisheartsdesire]

[Resigned:] ...I'll see about it. Thank you, Billy.

[He sighs before ending the call.]