They seem to be wearing their silky pajamas, holding a drink in a casual setting, they seem a bit nervous.
Hi.
J-just to clarify.
Are we... uh... still friends?
Urhm… Wow that makes it sound like that I - no nevermind, dumb question - I'm an idiot, ignore that. I just recalled you didn’t want me talking to you. S-sorry.
You act like if I broke the law and murdered someone. Why? Am I not allowed to go out and have other friends? Is it wrong for my body to act in ways that sometimes I do not wish? Biology is stupid.
People change, Locklear. Hunt is a different person, I helped him overcome his inner demons. He isn't what he used to be before. I allowed him redemption. Maybe you should allow me to redeem myself too?
I don't know if this is jealously at it's finest but... it's... heartbreaking to me knowing that you're allowing yourself to succumb to jealously like this, breaking friendships over one's personal choices... This is why I hate romancing in the first place.
I really don't understand it. Why can't *we* be friends?