' i don't -- think that, that is. ' there's a pause. gaze flicking down to the book in his hand, his thumb idly brushes over the cover. doing it more so to stall, rather than anything else, he flips it open to a random page, pretends to be taking notice of something. when he realizes ron's been waiting expectantly, and giving him a look nonetheless, he glances up, but quickly looks away once more. ' what i'm saying is, you're not bad. if someone isn't interested then... that's their loss. '
their loss. it seemed as though it always came down to that. he was getting sick of it, he didn’t think it was that much of a compliment--but he also supposed that he was use to this kind of situation. asking someone on a date and getting turned down, why would this be any different?
but, least he had harry here to help him through it, that’s what mattered to the ginger as he smiled at his best mate.
“thanks, for being here i mean.” he said, letting a hand pat against the shorter’s shoulder a few times. “means a lot.”
