Caleb stares at her for a moment, like he hadn't actually expected that. Then he breathes out a scoff on a heavy breath, and shakes his head. He looks ready to argue, or say something dismissive. There's a faint blush high on his cheeks and he clears his throat.
"He's, we're— we're friends," he says. "He just wants to be friends." That's a lie, and he knows it as soon as he's said it, so he corrects himself. "Well, no, he doesn't just want to be friends, but he's telling himself that. A-and I have Adam. I mean, that's why me and Clint broke up, is because I'm all hung up on Adam, still." Which he is, but he's also starting to get hung up on Neil, too.
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"He's, we're— we're friends," he says. "He just wants to be friends." That's a lie, and he knows it as soon as he's said it, so he corrects himself. "Well, no, he doesn't just want to be friends, but he's telling himself that. A-and I have Adam. I mean, that's why me and Clint broke up, is because I'm all hung up on Adam, still." Which he is, but he's also starting to get hung up on Neil, too.