Apologize

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- Apologize? I'm listening. For now.

- Great! I mean, not great, but you're not leaving, so...

- So...

- Right. The apology. Uh. I'm sorry?

- Oh, wow. Thanks. You sound like you really mean it.

Jonathan winces, then exhales slowly and turns in a quick circle. I'd find that cute if I weren't irritated.

- I'm sorry I lost my temper the other day. I've been stressed lately, so even minor things have gotten the better of me. Not an excuse, just an explanation. It doesn't change that I was rude. So I'm sorry. I shouldn't have acted that way.

- You shouldn't have.

- I wanted to go in again and apologize better than writing that note, but then I was worried you'd think I was harassing you, and...

- Harassing me?

- I'm on strike two already, I didn't want you to think I was coming for a third. I'm just lucky your audition was here. It's like it was meant to be... so I could apologize. Not anything else. Oh, god. That come out...

I can't help but laugh at how Jonathan is floundering.

- I get it, don't worry.

- Did you get my tip?

- Oh, I did, all right.

- I know it was a lot, but I didn't know what else to do...

Is that all rich people know? Money?


(i'm gonna have short but many chapters, isnt that better? ) 

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