[ when visited by an angel that was supposed to represent someone who would be his greatest temptation he saw a ripped naked dude telling him he'd love him, so you know, like 50% of why michael likes this is also secretly because of all the ass.
but listen that's irrelevant. ]
That's why he doesn't like me anymore. I told him I fucked up, I apologized, and he overreacted. He got all angry and called me names and made me feel bad. Even though I barely did anything wrong in the first place.
[ is it cool to steal cass's joint? michael considers it. he doesn't go for it, but he still considers it. just keeps picking apart popcorn without eating it, getting some kind of satisfaction from tearing off those little popcorn-y limbs. ]
I've done bad things. In my life. And this wasn't one of them. And he still got mad. So I don't know what to do about it. But I want him to like me really bad.
You still did the right thing there, owning up like that. Longer you leave it, worse it gets.
[Thankfully for Michael, Cass notices the attention on his joint and is quick to oblige, taking a quick final drag before leaning forward from his slouching and offering it over to the kid. Gotta share weed, it's the law.]
I got this fella, right, who kept somethin' real big from me for a whole lotta time. I didn't much appreciate it when I found out.
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but listen that's irrelevant. ]
That's why he doesn't like me anymore. I told him I fucked up, I apologized, and he overreacted. He got all angry and called me names and made me feel bad. Even though I barely did anything wrong in the first place.
[ is it cool to steal cass's joint? michael considers it. he doesn't go for it, but he still considers it. just keeps picking apart popcorn without eating it, getting some kind of satisfaction from tearing off those little popcorn-y limbs. ]
I've done bad things. In my life. And this wasn't one of them. And he still got mad. So I don't know what to do about it. But I want him to like me really bad.
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[Thankfully for Michael, Cass notices the attention on his joint and is quick to oblige, taking a quick final drag before leaning forward from his slouching and offering it over to the kid. Gotta share weed, it's the law.]
I got this fella, right, who kept somethin' real big from me for a whole lotta time. I didn't much appreciate it when I found out.