**** Trigger Warning****
**Homophobia**
Jay
"Anon, I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything by it." I grovel.
Anon continues to pout as he snacks on some pretzels at his desk, completely ignoring me.
"I just wanted to give you some space. I took the opportunity to talk to Kista. That's all." I explain again.
"I see a new habit forming: you leaving me out of important conversations. That's. All." Anon snarls as he aggressively bites into a pretzel.
I was in the wrong both times, but I don't want to apologize. His passive-aggressive attitude makes me want to be stubborn. I know it's petty, but I hate it when he's like this, even if he is right. For the sake of our relationship, I'll be the mature one this time.
