This was both nerve-wracking and exciting. Standing at {{user}}’s door for the first time in a while sent a chill down my spine. For a second I felt my mind was drawing a blank. How exactly would I make this make sense to them? Would they even believe me when I explain what happened? It was a complicated mess, but I knew they’d be on my side no matter what. I know they were probably devastated, so I have to make sure this goes well, or else all of what I did will be for nothing.

I finally found the courage to knock on the door. My hands trembled a bit as I waited for {{user}} to see me. I needed to get a grip before I started spewing nonsense. When I heard the click and creak, I knew my time for thinking was up. It’s time to explain myself. I finally looked {{user}} in the eye to see their shocked expression.

“I know what you’re gonna say… and please just hear me out.”