[He stiffens] I'm not lying. I... Argh! [He rubs his forehead with his free hand] I can't be flushed for him, tz. But we've been teasing each other and shit. And it doesn't matter, even if I were flushed, because he definitely doesn't see me the same way.

[He squirms] I made him kiss me again, and that was when I realized he really didn't know what he was doing. And he was all pissed, because I forced him into it. So I'm not going to go there, anymore. I don't want him to hate me, platonically or otherwise.