[...was that what he wanted? He didn't know. It was as if Kalim had laid a riddle before him, and, most frustratingly of all, Jamil was pretty sure Kalim didn't realize that was what he had been doing. Who did he want to be? What did he want to do?
He didn't know. Jamil had boasted about not letting anything hold him back anymore, and yet that it felt like, now that he had taken Kalim and set him aside as an obstacle, that there were a hundred thousand little things that still lay in his way. Things that he hadn't even considered as they (as well as he) had been in Kalim's shadow for years.
And Kalim was racing ahead. Who needed who?]
Well, if you aren't then you aren't.
[He (angrily) chopped up some broccoli, and then weighed protein...there was likely some sausage in the fridge that he could use.]
Yet it's felt like, whenever I offer you my help, you want nothing to do with it. And that it's only gotten worse since the kiss. [See? He can say it.]
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He didn't know. Jamil had boasted about not letting anything hold him back anymore, and yet that it felt like, now that he had taken Kalim and set him aside as an obstacle, that there were a hundred thousand little things that still lay in his way. Things that he hadn't even considered as they (as well as he) had been in Kalim's shadow for years.
And Kalim was racing ahead. Who needed who?]
Well, if you aren't then you aren't.
[He (angrily) chopped up some broccoli, and then weighed protein...there was likely some sausage in the fridge that he could use.]
Yet it's felt like, whenever I offer you my help, you want nothing to do with it. And that it's only gotten worse since the kiss. [See? He can say it.]
Did I disgust you, Kalim?