I just thought of this, and now I wanna rp it, so here we go--

It was the day after the Halloween party, and Jeremy, instead of going to his locker, walked past it, heading towards Michael's locker. "Jeremy, what are you doing?" The Squip asked. Jeremy said nothing in response. He saw Michael at his locker, looking upset, his headphones on. Jeremy walked over, and hesitated, before tapping his shoulder. Michael turned around. "Oh. It's you." He hissed, taking his headphones off. "Michael, I want to apologize. I--"
"Lemme stop you right there." Michael cut him off. "You left me, someone who has terrible anxiety, is prone to panic attacks, and was your best friend for twelve years straight, ALONE in a bathroom at a party, called me a loser, and ignored me for WEEKS, and you expect me to listen to you, because you suddenly realized what you were doing was wrong?" He asked. "Michael, I-" Jeremy was cut off again. "Newsflash, Heere, I am not interested in your stupid apology! I'm not giving you any more--" "Would you shut up and let me talk?!" Jeremy snapped. He covered his mouth. Michael stared at Jeremy, tears threatening to spill. He turned around, and grabbed his stuff from his locker, before slamming it shut. "N-no, that's not what I--" Jeremy stuttered. "Then what did you mean, Jeremy?" Michael questions, tears running down his face. There was silence. ((What happens next?))

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