Angel Dust

[That's the answer he expected, honestly. Neither one of them seems to know just what they're even doing and it's... a little jarring to him as he tries to get his thoughts together. A weird taste in his mouth, a weird guilt that he's not sure the why of, he thought he had all this shit figured out.]

'Cause I feel like an absolute fuckin' heel right now. [Slowly he rubs at his face, he can maybe do this, it'll be fine. It's nothing serious.] All my fuckin' talk about how everything's fine, how I didn't really wanna engage in a lot of shit, been here a fuckin' week and all that went to utter shit and I feel... guilty about it? Fuck, I don't know.