[ Unrepentant dick. Also true, and Bells didn't bother commenting to correct him, briefly wondering if that was how Lor saw him too. The realization wasn't as hurtful as he'd thought it would be, knowing what he was and what he was capable of; it simply made sense for someone he considered his best (and sometimes, only) friend to think that about him as well. He pushed weakly at the blanket, trying not to slouch. Unfortunately, it just wasn't working for him. ]

Uh, yes and no? I dunno, Lor. He was saying something about me seeing someone else, and then we were fighting. [ He bit at his lip, moving his hand so he could pinch at the bridge of his nose. ] The messed up thing is—he's the only one I'm fucking. So, I don't know where he's coming up with this shit.

[ Saying it aloud actually sounded stupid, but he couldn't bring himself to care. Bells sighed and fell back into the couch. ]

What am I supposed to do? I'm not gonna go back there and beg him to take me back when I didn't do anything in the first place.