“You’ve got time?” Brittany asked, pleasantly surprised. It wasn’t that she didn’t think he’d want to offer, but her former-Warbler friend seemed so busy, most of the time. He’d been bouncing from club to club, for weeks. “It’s okay, if you don’t.” she rushed to add, eyes widening a fraction. “I know you’ve got your… wizard club. And your zombie club.” Though, those were just barely scratching the surface. Brittany might’ve been worried about him, if it didn’t always seem like he was having so much fun.
Brittany’s surprise that he’d have time for her sank a feeling of guilt into his stomach. She looked so hopeful and her backtracking to offer him an out felt even worse. She was the one person who knew what he was going through. Yet, they weren’t helping each other through the loneliness at all. His fault. Clubs and studying became his focus when someone else just as lonely as him needed it. “I always have time for you, Britt. We’re in this together,” he gave her a thunk of his head to her shoulder then smiled, “You and me? We both are dealing with the person we love being somewhere else. I’m never too busy. Clubs, books or whatever. If you need me? You got me. I’ll even fight my way through a hoard of pretend zombies to get to you. That’s how serious I am.”
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