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Tyler was going to cut all ties with Fabian. No more walks together, no more letting him grudgingly join him anywhere. He was done. Fabian was a snake, through and through, and Tyler didn't need this kind of sh*t around. He couldn't stand this. Somehow, it infuriated him that Blake didn't...

Tyler wondered if Fabian had already forgotten Tyler had just told him he hadn't gone to the wedding. Why would he think he gave them a gift? He was about to say so when Fabian made him jump as he suddenly yelled out Blake's name. Tyler first thought he was joking, but when he followed his gaze...

Tyler nodded absently as Fabian talked about how he probably had a whole secret society that wanted to ruin his life. Tyler wouldn't be too surprised if it was true. Tyler was glad when the other man was quiet for a little while, but then frowned when he spoke by asking more about Tyler and...

Tyler shook his head. “Fascinatingly annoying.” He muttered under his breath. The story Fabian told was actually kind of sad. It definitely made him look less good than the last one. “Probably plotting your downfall. That’s pretty messed up.” He said though he knew he wasn’t one to talk. “Well...

Tyler rolled his eyes as Fabian laughed, though it sounded a bit nicer than his usual fakeness. He shrugged, glancing at him sideways. “You’re severely overestimating how much I care about your school life.” He said dryly. “But whatever. I gave you friendship drama, so that only seems fair.”

Tyler didn’t respond to Fabian’s pointed comment. He quietly listened to Fabian’s story, snorting when he was done. “Right, like I believe that.” He said, clicking his tongue. “Your idea of dirt is a story about you being so desirable two guys fought over you?” He asked, skeptically. Though if...

Tyler gave Fabian a pointed look. “You asked for my version of events.” He pointed out. He sighed, eating a bit more. He wished Fabian couldn’t bait him so easily. “Fine, hit me with your dirt.” He muttered, not sounding thrilled.

Tyler shrugged Fabian off his shoulder. He wasn't so easily forgiven. "I'm just supposed to ignore what you just said?" He asked, annoyed. "And no, you were trying to get dirt on me." He muttered. And succeeding. He mentally added. He felt stupid for telling him so much. Had he been a Slytherin...

Tyler wished he had never talked about this. He cursed Blake for walking by. Tyler shook his head, looking away. "I can't tell you everything, it's just... there's way more to it." He said, frowning. "And I don't want to talk about it anymore." He added coolly.

Tyler hadn’t expected the tone to shift so suddenly, and he looked at Fabian incredulously. “The guy never wore socks that matched and spent all his time gazing at flowers or the lake. ” He told him, frowning. “I would have picked on him no matter who he liked, alright? Calm down.” Tyler’s frown...

Tyler didn´t really want to admit Fabian had gotten anything right, but he couldn’t really deny it. He nodded. “Yeah, his family was bad about it.” He admitted. “I think it’s why he picked on the kid, since he was out and stuff.” Tyler shrugged. “Wasn’t why I picked on him, I just thought he was...

Tyler sighed and shook his head. He didn't have to admit anything like that. "No, it was more than teasing. I was sure Blake hated him." He said, thinking back. "He wasn't the sort of person to go along with anything." He added, thinking the idea would be kind of ridiculous to anyone who had...

Tyler paused at Fabian's assessment. He was getting closer, but did Tyler want to admit that to him? He considered for a moment. "Someone we both thought wasn't good enough." He finally admitted. "Blake used to be awful to him, like worse than I even was. Then suddenly turns around and falls for...

Tyler scowled at Fabian, shaking his head. “I didn’t get upset.” He insisted. “I just forgot for a bit, I’m not used to hearing that stupid last name.” He didn’t get why Blake hadn’t just kept his own last name. It was much better. “I wasn’t calling him a loser. I meant his husband.” Tyler...

Tyler clicked his tongue as he sat down. "I never said I was upset he is married." He said with a sigh. He turned to look at Fabian sideways. "Don't you get tired of being so wrong? No, he did not steal my ex. He's married to a man, and I just told you I don't have any ex-boyfriends." He said...

Tyler wished Fabian would drop it. Or if he didn't, he'd at least listen to what Tyler was actually saying. "I didn't go to the wedding." He snapped at him as he arrived at the bench he usually liked to eat at. "We hadn't talked for years at that point. Stop trying to make it into something...

Tyler groaned, closing his eyes for a moment. Fabian had this strange superpower to make everything he said sound like it was insinuating things he hadn't even thought of. He sighed as Fabian recognized him. "Blake Irons." He said, hating the way Blake's name sounded with that last name. "At...

Tyler swatted at Fabian's hand as he prodded him. He scowled, glaring at him. "I just didn't want to deal with the awkwardness. We were best friends. Then stuff happened." He said, increasing his speed a bit. "And if you're just going to ignore what I said about our relationship, I'm not going...