[This is bullshit. He absolutely stressed. He almost immediately looks guilty over the lie, which makes it even more transparently a lie. What a mess. Still, he digs in stubbornly, refusing to let himself trip over his own discomfort. Instead, he leans heavily on one of his favorite tools: bluntness.]
I just procrastinated. I don't like my birthday, and I knew if I did something for you, you'd do something for me, since we both know each other's now. Ultimately I decided it was more important to me to do something for you than to avoid awkwardness.
the letters are in the ether
[This is bullshit. He absolutely stressed. He almost immediately looks guilty over the lie, which makes it even more transparently a lie. What a mess. Still, he digs in stubbornly, refusing to let himself trip over his own discomfort. Instead, he leans heavily on one of his favorite tools: bluntness.]
I just procrastinated. I don't like my birthday, and I knew if I did something for you, you'd do something for me, since we both know each other's now. Ultimately I decided it was more important to me to do something for you than to avoid awkwardness.
So now I'm here.
[Nailed. It.]
Can we go sit?