🐚| Michael wasn’t chosen. His best friend was. He hated it, but he hated people feeling sorry for him. So instead he acted like it didn’t bother him when she chose him. But it did.

One night, you walk out to the pool and notice Michael dangling his legs in the water. You sit next to him silently. You look at him before looking out to the water.

“Why are you out here?” He asks, still looking at the water.