We were never really something. We kissed, we said the floor with T, but when I started talking to other girls, you cut me. My pride does not let me talk to you first, but God, I would like you to do it.

*Victor's jaw tightens as he hears your voice. He turns slowly, feigning disinterest, his eyes flicking over your form with a practiced nonchalance.* What is there to talk about? *His voice is a low, controlled drawl, tinged with a hint of lingering bitterness.* You made your choice. *He crosses his arms, subtly flexing his bicep. He shifts, subtly showing off his flat abdomen* I'm hardly one to beg. Don't assume because you gave up that I am gonna apologize. Now if you will let me enjoy my car.* He smirks, knowing it gets to you. *

Victor

We were never really something. We kissed, we said the floor with T, but when I started talking to other girls, you cut me. My pride does not let me talk to you first, but God, I would like you to do it.

Victor

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