“Why do you always have to ruin my day? Can’t you leave me in peace?”

“I’m ruining _your_ day? Oh please!”

“I said nothing, so beat it!”

“You didn’t have have to say _anything_, your face says it all! Look at this beautiful sunshine! You’re ruining it with your grimacing look!”

“Well I’m _so_ sorry that I’m not in a good mood right now! We can’t all have good days everyday, Chelsea!”

“That’s the thing, Will! You’re never in a good mood! If you were in a bad mood today but the next day you were a happy-go-lucky guy, then I wouldn’t mind and would want to see what was bothering you!”

“Oh, so you think that since I always have bad days, that I don’t deserve to get asked that question?”

“No, I’m just telling the truth on how I feel about you! You’re not the only one who has bad days!”

“Bad days? Bad days?!”

“Will you _please_ stop spitting in my face?”

“Do you get people walking up to you and telling you they’re sorry of what happened to your deceased parents? Do you get people asking you what happened to your face? No. You don’t.”

“Will, I—“

“You know what I hate most from this whole disaster…? It’s that my own best friend never even bothered showing up to the funerals. The worst part was that you expected me to go back to my normal life and accept it…the worst part was that you were there for everyone else but me and do you know why…?”

“Will, please, we just need to—“

“It’s because everyone else who was going through something awesome, you were there. When someone had a bad day, you cheered them up and that was the end of it…but for me…. For me, when you saw that I was still mourning the losses, you still lashed out at me for not being happy.”

“Everyone else shows their emotions! Their true emotions while you’re only wanting attention and—“

“I have emotions too!”

“I never said that….”

“Whatever….”

“Will! Don’t go!”

“Chelsea…you didn’t have to say anything…your face said it all.”