Fifteen minutes after the agreed time and Fizz sends a text, which gets no reply (because of the phone locked inside the van). Thirty minutes after and he calls... and still gets no reply (because of the aforementioned phone in van incident), and after his third call just rings to voicemail, he's a confusing mix of humiliated, sad, and furious.
Why hasn't he come?
Doesn't he want to reconnect? Is he angry that Fizz held a grudge all this time? Fuck, he doesn't even know if he doesn't still hold a grudge-- accident or not, he still lost more than he could put into words that day. Shit, this was the stupidest idea ever. He should just go home, cry into Ozzie's chest about it, and go back to a life that doesn't include Blitzo fucking Buckzo, silent o or not.
And then all of a sudden there he is.]
You're nowhere near hot enough to get away with being this late.
[It's more of a grumble than a real insult, more relieved than he wants to admit that he hasn't actually been stood up.]
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Fifteen minutes after the agreed time and Fizz sends a text, which gets no reply (because of the phone locked inside the van). Thirty minutes after and he calls... and still gets no reply (because of the aforementioned phone in van incident), and after his third call just rings to voicemail, he's a confusing mix of humiliated, sad, and furious.
Why hasn't he come?
Doesn't he want to reconnect? Is he angry that Fizz held a grudge all this time? Fuck, he doesn't even know if he doesn't still hold a grudge-- accident or not, he still lost more than he could put into words that day. Shit, this was the stupidest idea ever. He should just go home, cry into Ozzie's chest about it, and go back to a life that doesn't include Blitzo fucking Buckzo, silent o or not.
And then all of a sudden there he is.]
You're nowhere near hot enough to get away with being this late.
[It's more of a grumble than a real insult, more relieved than he wants to admit that he hasn't actually been stood up.]