[At this point, Taryon wishes he went with something else. He already knows this secret, that Dolph had a boyfriend who stabbed him in the back, that he was his first, but this information is out here for anyone to stumble onto. Now, Taryon's goal is to not deplete the heart meter (risking someone else uncovering this) without picking the worst options.]
I'm sorry. Love is real.
[He grimaces and takes another sip of his scotch.] ...I don't think you'd wanted that out there.
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I'm sorry. Love is real.
[He grimaces and takes another sip of his scotch.] ...I don't think you'd wanted that out there.