Shawn almost spills the lemonade at the sudden tug. He quickly puts the glass to his lips and takes a long sip to save the carpet, because if he makes a mess Mrs. G isn't going to like it. At all.
With the immediate danger gone he carefully puts down the glass, which buys him another ten seconds to think about what to say now. Stuff like that always makes him a little embarassed, because he doesn't know how to handle it. On the one hand they're guys and they're cool guys, Shawn knows that, but on the other hand they're also best friends and then you talk about a lot of other things which are not cool, so you don't have to talk about the non-cool stuff to people who are supposed to think you're cool. Something like this.
"It's alright," he finally says because it feels like the right thing to say and also because it's the truth. "'s not your fault."
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Date: 2007-12-09 09:53 pm (UTC)With the immediate danger gone he carefully puts down the glass, which buys him another ten seconds to think about what to say now. Stuff like that always makes him a little embarassed, because he doesn't know how to handle it. On the one hand they're guys and they're cool guys, Shawn knows that, but on the other hand they're also best friends and then you talk about a lot of other things which are not cool, so you don't have to talk about the non-cool stuff to people who are supposed to think you're cool. Something like this.
"It's alright," he finally says because it feels like the right thing to say and also because it's the truth. "'s not your fault."