[The coldness stings almost as much as the anger, but all that shows on his face is disappointment. Maybe, as much as he loathed to admit it to himself, he'd been wrong. Wrong to think that the people here were truly different from the people at home. Things were better, but that didn't make the acceptance here real.
He just wishes the realization could have come from someone else.]
I'm going to go, I'm supposed to be working.
[It's not really true. There's nothing for him to do today outside of the cleaning he usually blows off, but he'd rather be knee deep in someone else's mess than his. He stands, takes slow steps backing away.]
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He just wishes the realization could have come from someone else.]
I'm going to go, I'm supposed to be working.
[It's not really true. There's nothing for him to do today outside of the cleaning he usually blows off, but he'd rather be knee deep in someone else's mess than his. He stands, takes slow steps backing away.]
Enjoy the cake, J. I guess I"ll see you around.