NATE
I don't know where I'm gonna go
But I don't care, I'm on the road
But I don't care, I'm on the road
Little to reminisce about seems a little harsh, in Nate's opinion. He'd thought they'd had some good times, didn't consider how the memory of them might be tainted by what he'd done, what Sam thought he'd done. Oh. Oh, that was an angle to use. "What exactly did I do? It's not whatever you're imagining, whatever you thought it was you know." He crosses his arms, brow raised in a challenge. "I was treating a patient. Yes, things went... well, a little too far, but it's not like I fucked him." Never mind the fact that he couldn't, technically.
The admission that his things had been thrown out sparks some irritation, obvious in the way Nate grinds his jaw before responding. "So you kick me out, without ever giving me a chance to explain myself, and then you throw out all my stuff? Really?" His voice grows rougher as he continues, as he works himself up into genuine anger. "Where'd you throw it out? And, everything? Really?" He huffs, shaking his head.
Never been a perfect soul
But I will not apologize
But I will not apologize
Base Code by Sky!
