alan:its fine, you dont have too
gm)

(i’m alive)
-he nodded- “do you…want me to do anything?” -he felt bad- not shameful but he felt guilty-

Alan: I gotta talk to her

(brb)

-he walked back in, wiped up the glass and threw it away, and looked at you- “i’m really sorry- i didn’t g
think anyone would be back-“ -he walked over to you- “i can get her to leave-“ -he looked down at you-