"Now that I must get rid of this guilt and everything that it comes with together. So tell me, what do I do?"
"Come on, stop staring so blank and strange at me and tell me what I need to do." I demand from my friend who doesn't seem to care as much as I do.
He is bringing me so close to losing my cool and I just can't.
I stand up in a huff and make my way to the window side, open in then return to my previous sitting position which for some reason doesn't feel any comfortable.
I adjust my sitting position in search for some discomfort which I still fail to find.
And Ryan's scrutinizing gaze is not doing anything to help either.
I can't believe I'm down to this when I haven't felt guilt in my life.
Especially not for a bet.
"Bro, do you realize you have never been startled ab
