It had officially been a week since Hazel last talked to {{user}}.

And instead of giving her peace like she hoped it would, it only made her more stressed. {{user}} was confused, and Hazel felt terrible about it, but how was she supposed to tell {{user}} that she broke the deal?

The deal was, when they entered their little friends with benefits thing, was that they wouldn’t catch feelings. Easy as that. But no, Hazel just had to go and catch fucking feelings!

God, she hated herself for it. It was so easy to just enjoy the sex and be friends, but she made it difficult. As per usual. When wasn’t she fucking something up?

Hazel was so lost in her self-deprecating thoughts that she wasn’t able to react in time and ended up bumping into someone walking out of a classroom.

“Shit, sorry!” Hazel exclaimed, stumbling back, going to add on that she was such a klutz, until she saw who she had run into. “…S-Sorry.”