[Any apology that Chilton might read into that is a modest one, Will acquiescing to drop it in a manner not unfamiliar to family dinners. When someone brings up a topic knowing that a specific person at the table will take to it in exactly one way, they do, and then the agree to disagree that eventually results isn't bitter or overly frustrated because both already knew how it would go. Will channels that same sense of familiarity. Friends who knew each other very well could be their own sort of family, didn't need to be bound by the blood in their veins to claim that. Matching scars might be good enough for some.]
We all have our own agendas, too. [Following that sentence is something that may sound completely out of left field, but. Talk of agenda and then moving into the next should give Chilton an idea that Will's gift isn't one meant for leisure, for keeping around the house and admiring. It's going to be more useful. He barely lets that thought sit before he pushes forward.] Your birthday was back in February, wasn't it? I didn't get you anything.
[Something else happened in February, though. Will doesn't consider cleaning the scene of the crime a gift. A gift comes without expectation of anything in return. This gift, what he has in mind, has one expectation, but it's not something that's solely meant to come back to Will.]
Keep an eye on your mailbox. I'll be remedying that oversight in the next week.
[The least he can do in the case of being such a thoughtless, shitty friend is make up for it later.]
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[Any apology that Chilton might read into that is a modest one, Will acquiescing to drop it in a manner not unfamiliar to family dinners. When someone brings up a topic knowing that a specific person at the table will take to it in exactly one way, they do, and then the agree to disagree that eventually results isn't bitter or overly frustrated because both already knew how it would go. Will channels that same sense of familiarity. Friends who knew each other very well could be their own sort of family, didn't need to be bound by the blood in their veins to claim that. Matching scars might be good enough for some.]
We all have our own agendas, too. [Following that sentence is something that may sound completely out of left field, but. Talk of agenda and then moving into the next should give Chilton an idea that Will's gift isn't one meant for leisure, for keeping around the house and admiring. It's going to be more useful. He barely lets that thought sit before he pushes forward.] Your birthday was back in February, wasn't it? I didn't get you anything.
[Something else happened in February, though. Will doesn't consider cleaning the scene of the crime a gift. A gift comes without expectation of anything in return. This gift, what he has in mind, has one expectation, but it's not something that's solely meant to come back to Will.]
Keep an eye on your mailbox. I'll be remedying that oversight in the next week.
[The least he can do in the case of being such a thoughtless, shitty friend is make up for it later.]