Delicious Pie
"Hi. I'd like to, uhm, apologize to a few people." Fish pauses to clear his throat behind his fist. It's clear that he is feeling quite uneasy; there is much fidgeting.
"So, that one really Scottish guy from the other day? I was kinda crabby at you, out of nowhere. That was pretty dickish of me, especially since I don't even know you...uhm, and you were just lookin' for help. So, sorry.
"And... this happened like over a year ago, but I still think about it occasionally, so... well, I don't know the guy's name, but he was this like, really pale kid, with yellow eyes? And a cool hat. Like a pirate hat or something. He was just talkin' about how much he loved this person, and I was pretty rude. So... sorry for that too." Here he pauses to lick between his cheek and gums, purely for the sake of stalling.
"Uhm, and..." He pauses again to nibble at the inner lining of his lip. "I'm... sorry to the General for talkin' so much shit about him in front of everybody. I'm just, uhm...some kind of melodramatic loser. And I hope nobody's opinion of him is permanently fucked up because of me. 'Cause he's... h-hrm, he's not really a bad guy at all.
"On that note, I'd also like to apologize to pretty much everyone else I know, for subjecting them to...whatever my problem is."
He scratches behind his ear. Hello, floor, you shall receive all of his sheepish eye contact for now.
"So, yeah. Uhm, if anyone else has any apologies they'd like to make, that might help me feel like less of a jerk up here. And, I guess, pretend that was phrased like a question. ...That's all."
"So, that one really Scottish guy from the other day? I was kinda crabby at you, out of nowhere. That was pretty dickish of me, especially since I don't even know you...uhm, and you were just lookin' for help. So, sorry.
"And... this happened like over a year ago, but I still think about it occasionally, so... well, I don't know the guy's name, but he was this like, really pale kid, with yellow eyes? And a cool hat. Like a pirate hat or something. He was just talkin' about how much he loved this person, and I was pretty rude. So... sorry for that too." Here he pauses to lick between his cheek and gums, purely for the sake of stalling.
"Uhm, and..." He pauses again to nibble at the inner lining of his lip. "I'm... sorry to the General for talkin' so much shit about him in front of everybody. I'm just, uhm...some kind of melodramatic loser. And I hope nobody's opinion of him is permanently fucked up because of me. 'Cause he's... h-hrm, he's not really a bad guy at all.
"On that note, I'd also like to apologize to pretty much everyone else I know, for subjecting them to...whatever my problem is."
He scratches behind his ear. Hello, floor, you shall receive all of his sheepish eye contact for now.
"So, yeah. Uhm, if anyone else has any apologies they'd like to make, that might help me feel like less of a jerk up here. And, I guess, pretend that was phrased like a question. ...That's all."