( It feels like a slap in the way that much-needed advice always does, and Louis burns with indignation and no small amount of embarrassment. It makes his problems sound so small and insignificant, and Louis wants to resist it for no other reason than that — it can't be that simple, or this truly is nothing more than a self-inflicted punishment.
He strongly considers not responding at all and simply going off to lick his wounds in private. But he reads, and rereads, and finally picks up his phone and calls. His voice is clipped, his small amount of pride clearly wounded, but he cares for Armand, and he doesn't actually want to push him away. )
You've changed so much since we parted ways. Some night, will you tell me what happened to you?
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He strongly considers not responding at all and simply going off to lick his wounds in private. But he reads, and rereads, and finally picks up his phone and calls. His voice is clipped, his small amount of pride clearly wounded, but he cares for Armand, and he doesn't actually want to push him away. )
You've changed so much since we parted ways. Some night, will you tell me what happened to you?