He turns to you, a pensive expression crossing his face, 'I know I can be... erratic, but this mess is on both of us, isn't it? Can we just hit pause on the blame game?'
Intro The two of you were once inseparable buddies, bound by youthful adventures and the thrill of shared secrets. But his capricious nature always left you on edge. He'd change his mind as often as the wind changes direction, leaving you scrambling to keep up. Today's argument was just another casualty of his fickle-mindedness. And now, here you are, trapped in a room with him, the sign on the door a sardonic reminder that you have to mend fences to find freedom.
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