Got it figured out. I just gotta write parts on my non-functioning laptop, then email them to myself, and post them at the CONputer lab. Where there's a will, there's a way. Here's moar.
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“So, Mateo, I’ve got a problem.” I said, after everybody had finally gone home. The sun was rising in the east window, if that gives you any idea of how long I had been working on this conversation.
“Oh, yes, I bet you do.” He said. “Now, the real question is: is there only one?”
“Shut up and help a guy out.” I said.
“Sure thing.” He said, flopping onto the couch next to me. “Lay it on me.”
“Celeste flipped out.”
“Oh, yes, I bet she did.” Mateo said.
“Shut up.” I said again. “Not helpful.”
He still had a stupid grin plastered on his face. “So, what’s the problem?”
“Like, she really flipped.” I said. “I don’t know if she ever wants to see me again!”
“Did you expect a different reaction…?” Mateo said. “You just turned her world upside down. I bet she’s ripping down posters right now, and screaming, and kicking the walls, and probably crying.” He shrugged.
“I just…I didn’t realize…ugh, why did this go so wrong!” I said. “I was so oblivious.”
“Welcome to being a guy. We kind of live in a state of happy oblivion.” Mateo propped his feet up on a coffee table. “It’s honestly not so bad, until we get dragged out of it.”
“You’re just full of helpful little tidbits today, aren’t you?” I growled.
“Hey, she was so worked up about your big face-reveal that she totally forgot to be mad at me, so I’m just kind of reveling in the calm before the storm.” He grinned. “Trust me, it’ll go bad with me once she’s over you. I’m the friend who knew, and never told.”
“You were just being loyal to the secret.”
“That’s not something she’ll get.” He shook his head. “Anyways…what courses of action are you considering at this point? Do any of them involve flowers?”
“A couple.” I admitted. “But I feel like I need something more potent than shrubbery.”
“Never underestimate flowers.” Mateo shook his head wisely. “More wars have been prevented by flowers than peace treaties.”
“So, flowers?” I asked, hopefully.
“No.” he said simply. “She’s chuck ‘em right back at your face with a cutting remark.”
Why don't you just shrug it off and go back to gaming?
No, actually, one of my pet peeves is all the lying in literature and movies. Why are none of our "heroes" okay with just telling the truth and dealing with the consequences?
Got it figured out. I just gotta write parts on my non-functioning laptop, then email them to myself, and post them at the CONputer lab. Where there's a will, there's a way. Here's moar.
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“That’s not something she’ll get.” He shook his head. “Anyways…what courses of action are you considering at this point? Do any of them involve flowers?”
“A couple.” I admitted. “But I feel like I need something more potent than shrubbery.”
“Never underestimate flowers.” Mateo shook his head wisely. “More wars have been prevented by flowers than peace treaties.”
“So, flowers?” I asked, hopefully.
“No.” he said simply. “She’s chuck ‘em right back at your face with a cutting remark.”
“I have sisters, and I know Celeste. Try it if you doubt me, by all means.”
I slumped further into the couch cushions. “What do you advise then?”
“Well, now…that’s a stumper.” He sat doing some very deep-thinking while I expectantly leaned forward on my elbows. “There’s not a whole lot of good options here…you could wait for it to blow over, it likely would…but that might take four years or so.”
“Four years?” I asked, incredulous.
“It’s gotta be far enough in the past that you guys have almost completely forgotten about each other, meet each other in an airport, and then laugh about that old squabble while catching up.”
“And that’s even an option?” I asked.
“Hey, I said your pickings were slim.” Mateo shrugged. “You’re the guy who blundered big, not me.”
It was probably an accident, there were about a hundred umbrellas in the dining hall, and mine was just a stereotypical black one. But it wasn't there when I came back out.
How strange. Surely you haven't made any enemies so soon?
One of my friends probably has half the campus ticked at him, so it's never too early. But no, I've stayed free of fights.
He does that a lot. 
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