Clementine:
"I'm pretty sure the idea of taking Troy as your lover doesn't sound so great now."
I had been sitting alone under the apple tree, when I saw Yorick arrive. The cheating couple had already left, so I sat there comfortably, eating apples. I didn't know how many I had finished so far.
I watched Yorick's face. It looked like they'd had a bad fight. He had a split lip, blood running from his nose, and his cheek was all bruised.
"Oh, don't look at me like that. He looks worse than me," Yorick said, trying to be funny.
"What do you want now, Yorick?" I asked, my tone dead. Just because he found out that the reason behind punishing me, and breaking up with me was based on a lie, didn't mean it was okay with me too. He should've come to speak with me back when Troy had accused me of having sex with him.
