He Declines

Still reeling from the rejection Andrew's annoyance grew.

"You want me to get you together with someone else?" He asked, making sure that he heard correctly.

"Yeah, I thought you'd understa-"

"Well no, I refuse, I'm s-s-sick of being everybody's Buttmonkey!" He felt his voice growing loud but for some reason he didn't care. He knew he should restrain himself but he'd finally been pushed too far. The last night of his life he thought he might get some kind of slack.

"Well fine, if you're not going to help me I'll just get somebody else to." She said as she stood up. She walked across to the door and held it open.

This did nothing to calm Andrew's anger and, feeling strangely confident in himself he got up and grabbed dawn by the arms.

"Or I could just take you myself!" He shouted.

"Yeah, sure Andrew." laughed Dawn, and with this she shrugged off his feeble grip and walked out of the room.