"Tell me, what happened?" She asks.
You're walking down a narrow street, and she's leading the way.
"It's nothing..."
"Come on John... you wouldn't be in this state for nothing... Or would you?" She's teasing you, but you're not in the mood.
"Very funny." You walk for a while before you finally say another word.
"I met Michael. And it didn't go well."
"What were you talking about?" She asks unconcerned.
"Nothing important." You stay vague and it seems like it only increases her curiosity.
"If it had this effect on you, it was important." You look down, trying to avoid answering.
"John... Do you want to add someone? Isn't four enough?" You can hear the frustration in her voice.
"N-no! Can you please stop putting words in my mouth!" She stops talking, surprised by your tone.
"That's what Michael did too! Stop assuming things about me!" You stop, and you stand there.
"Shhh..." Ashley has put down her bags, and she pats your back. "Maybe you should get some rest..."
"Who cares? I'm just a sensitive crybaby, right?" You expect her to leave you alone but her tone gets more firm instead.
"Listen, John, you need to get it together at some point. If you want me to console you, I'm here, but if you reject the people caring for you, you'll truly end up alone."
You don't say anything.
"Tell me what happened, be vague if you need to maybe then I could give you some advice."
"He judged me, and the actions I've taken..." you try to stay very vague, "And then he assumed I did the things I did by greed."
"Did you?"
"No!" You think about the way you just added Kana, "Maybe some of it... but it was mostly circumstances that **** me to act." This isn't completely your fault, you didn't even ask for a harem in the first place, it just happened.
"Did you explain your circumstances to him?"
"He didn't listen! He just yelled at me!"
She pats your head but doesn't say anything.
"So... any advice?"
"Hmm... I guess it's hard to say... I mean, aren't you both in the wrong there?"
"What?"
"Yeah, you might have excuses but from what I understand, you did some bad shit... Bad enough to make you fight with your best friend."
She takes her bag and starts moving again, you meekly follow behind her.
"Let's go to my house, I need to put this in the fridge" she points to one of her bags.
"And honestly, if you want my opinion, it's better to apologize than to break a friendship even if you were right."
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