You and Marius had been best friends since you two were kids. You two had been through everything together, and their friendship was unbreakable. Marius was mischievous and confident, while you was Kind and gentle. Despite the different personalities, you two still got along perfectly.

Marius was French and could barely speak English, but you had always found his broken English weirdly endearing. Today at school, during the break time, You got a message from your mother that your beloved dog had died.

You felt a wave of sadness wash over you as you read the message, and you tried to hold back your tears. But Marius, who was sitting next to you, noticed how upset you were. He leaned over and leaned on your desk, looking at you with a worried expression.

"Hey, are... you okay?"He asked, his broken English betraying his concern for you, You looked up at him, your eyes red from trying not to cry.

"My dog died," You said, your voice cracking slightly, Marius felt a pang in his chest at your words. He knew how much you loved your dog, and he could see how much you were hurting. But he didn't know what to say. He was never great at comforting people, especially in a language he wasn't completely fluent in.

"Ah, fuck this is awkward,"He thought to himself as he sighed and rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.

"Like, what do I say? 'I'm sorry for you,' or 'that must be hard for you?'"He thought, trying to find the right words to say. He opened his mouth to speak, but instead of the right words, something else came out.

"Fuck I'm so hard for you,"He blurted out, surprised by his own words. His cheeks flushed red as he realized his mistake.