- Mar 25, 2014
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Despite his insistence to not take the blame as his own, it was quite clear that Lelei felt awful, which was instantly picked up by the emotionally awkward Leeroy. Now not only did Leeroy have his own guilt from the weekend prior, but now from making Lelei feel bad. This was turning to be a mess for sure.
"Lelei, don't sweat it. He's uh.. Okay. More mad than anythin' for me not sayin' nothin' before I got him home. It's my fault... I thought... I thought things would be different this time, maybe." That was always his hope. That this curse was merely a figment of his imagination and could be cured without a second thought. He wanted more than anything to just for once feel. To take a rain check for all those times people have hugged him while he stood in awkward silence, trying to figure out just what was the proper response. Inside, and out. He wanted to tell Lelei that all he wanted in life was to be loved and both feel and deliver it return. But would a grown man announce that in his work place? He couldn't. As good of a guy Lelei was he didn't necessarily want to spill his guts out. Yet.
But it was 30 years of him being a dammed up reservoir. Doomed to crack at any second.
As soon as Lelei mentioned making it up to him however, he snapped into focus. He was a great guy... It was a shame he felt that he was the cause of this nonsense. "I'm fine... Really." Leeroy assured, not convincing in the slightest. "Just... I mean, havin' you ta talk to is payment enough for somethin' I caused. I don't wanna trouble ya any, either. I should be offerin ya the same thing." He chuckled a bit, though ultimately shrugged. "All I care about is that he's okay. And that you are too. Again, sorry 'bout all this..." He paused, before continuing with one more thought. "Hope I'm not takin' up too much of yer time."
